Grievances

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Footprints show our past
But never set foot on our future
And the footprints of a conflict
Make it all the more putrid

You were hopped up on narcotics
Spewing your hate and news
And your indecipherable gaggle
As you spilled your booze

So it took me a while to think
But I finally found a resolve
I packed up all my belongings
And ambled down the hall

For I could no longer take your abuse
Your hatred radiates the air
You're simply tying your own noose
We're no longer a pair

I called for a taxi
And left you quite alone
I headed to the airport
When I heard the ring from my phone

It was you with your last resort
begging me to come home
But I ignored your mindless retort
It was as verbose as this poem

I hopped aboard the plane
Set out for Poland
It traveled on the tarmac
I watched the wheel start rolling

it was the shortest flight ever
lasting a mere 18 minutes
Because someone shouted a word
With the word "bomb" in it.

But I ignored him completely.
As I stared at the wall.
I heard shots ring out
And the plane began to fall.

I heard the screams of people.
They travelled through the air.
People calling their loved ones
I ignored the despair.

With a simple grin on
I wandered down the aisle
Flinging open the plane's door
And falling half a mile.

I stared at the incoming ground
Knowing quite well that I would die.
And thing of the newscast.
Of that suicidal guy

Who hopped into the air
While the airplane corkscrewed and crashed
And watching the burning wreckage
While the explosions started to flash

A close up on me
Showed my grin on the television
Suicidal bliss on the tube
As the coast guard went Fishin'

I felt a sharp pain
As I looked around
The grin fell off my face
As it faded to a frown

But I was not angry
For I had alnded in a tree
Although I had broken my back
Afterlife is not where I'll be

I could Imagine the look
Of that persons face back in London
The person I had left just an hour before
Saw the waste of Boeing's funding

But they lifted me out of the tree
Saying things around me
And put me on the ground
As they took me away

So I was lying in the hospital
With just a magazine to read
It was written in Polish
So it was difficult to perceive.

And then that person walked into my room
Lots of worry in it's eyes
And I felt it may start again
Maybe problems would arise.

So i turned my back to the left
Going to sleep that night
As I heard a couple in the next room
Getting into a fight

So I said to myself "Don't Bother."
It's just better to be kind
Because you know what they say
"An eye for an eye makes us all blind."