I was the pilot in that airplane, out in Iran, inspecting airfields, saw a green light and I froze like a freeze-frame, tried to radio but I couldnt reach home-base Shot a missile at the prism and it shot back bright green visions, got me couch-locked 20,000 feet in the air, throwing up hands in an epileptic fit Controls right wing but this beats way left out in the dark with clouds for cover, try to slip under the radar, stealth mode on like in Tuxedo Them Greenies bit me like mosquitoes, body bag me like I was some Cheetos Food for thought is foot in your mouth These be diseases for displeasers This be real like true believers Israelis be deceivers Lines in the sand are drawn by winners World wars shaped the Earth we live on Palestine is finders keepers We lost and found a new beginning I was the pilot in that airplane, eyes wide shut, redirecting their fate Faith in above, ignore whats below, fly in formation to final destination, rewind black-box out of sight, CNN be outta their minds, rerouted tangents of the truth, rewired neurons of the fruit Chinese apples or oranges, wake up to the news at OHara o clock Try to punch the clock instead you puncture your heart, soakin up sun, floats of debris, scattered corpses in a causal ocean You know what they say about correlation I was the pilot in that airplane, out in Europe, flyin over Ukraine, didnt even know we was under a threat till a boom met a mortuary We find ourselves in purgatory, fates turned in the cloud, another data point for Big Data The death of one is a statistic The death of none, just forget it But the lives of the wives that were touched by the smiles in the eyes of the lost, ashes turn dust to rusted sentiment, sedimented in the flesh of brain How come it always rains at a funeral? Awake, I skip to the silence, step out the beat. - lyrics from Cloud Cover by Rap This, Ko? a collaboration with RAY and Pradeep John performed at anan manan
Posted on: Tue, 02 Sep 2014 07:26:29 +0000
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