Moral High Ground

We sail through the sky.
The atmosphere is our ocean
and there’s ocean all around

way up above the sound of the
chromatic cries for decency
but everyone falls in line.

The flagship falters and the
fleet falters too.

Nose dive.

We let them decide when to run
and when to hide.

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