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Kamikaze
A true advantage Is to be angry with your head And not your heart. This is how good men win wars, And smart women win arguments. And this is the story Of how I finally learned the difference. Darkness lit by bright green bulbs Reveals a thousand mouths, Taped and caged. And while bound, I still walk free And so decide to tempt my torture, Procured by bright green tape. I slip the cat my tongue to eat Though uneasy, I smile. Yes, I rebelled. I plotted and protested all on my own, Stood strong as stone As the jokers, they taunted And the mud at me flew. Punish me for it if you must. Hang me from the gallows at high noon, Make me walk the plank. Make me stand on the scaffold like Hester Prynne, With the letter T for treason sewn To my breast. A dunce cap does not make one a fool, And shaming me will not make me ashamed. But I was wrong, I was wrong. I had it out for the jailers, Who weren't jailers after all. Just tell them all I'm sorry, Tell those wide-eyed kids I'm sorry. Tell those taped mouths and Their skeletons Me poenitet To the bridge I said, "Don't kill me" As I struck and threw the match Now if he would please Excuse me As I step off his back And would someone remind me that What I did, I thought was best The worst flames, it is said, Are the ones that you begin I let apologies cast down like rain, White blossoms as white flags To cool the singed portions Of the bridge. Inhale the smoke like I deserve Then clear my lungs And journey on.
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