Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Red Baron

The trouble is counterfeit 
It's all the same 
Left and right 
Counted and found wanting 

Like stale conversation 
Boring plane rides 
I see your Braille 
When you think your hiding well - 

Then there was you 
Soaring higher 
Behind the mask 
It was you all along 
I was never 
Never invisable 
You were a hero

Now I'm left with empty pages 
Waiting for someone to read my story again 
Turning these pages 
The music plays 
Can you hear her 
Tell me can you hear her