08 March 2012

not at all plastic

here is the test of what we want to know
 measured in force but not yet in desire
entombed disdain of what we must acquire
on this short trip there's not so far to go
 before the flag comes down on the whole show
and story's done that tune's one for the lyre
unmusical but catchy round the fire
so we must learn before it's time to go
now heroes fail just like the common sort
and no birds cry when they let out last breath
 but mountains soften underneath the rain
 turning far greener with that soft support
in the sure knowledge that like any death
 we will be thankful for an end of pain

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