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Invert the Hierarchy

About 600 BC sailors went down the East African shore A Pharoah had sent them, afraid of an oncoming war They rounded the coast at the African horn Astonished at what they saw that morn. The sun arced in the north, it just couldn’t be The earth was flat in those days, everyone did agree. When they reached home, the crowds didn't believe But it’s exactly the reason we know they didn't deceive They had passed the equator, of a world that was a sphere It shows that away from the front, we should trust what we hear. A unit of Jewish women saw Hamas soldiers rehearse To take hostages, blow up fences, they reported chapter and verse But their superiors didn’t believe them, told them to be silent The result of this skepticism was incredibly violent On the seventh day, seventeen of them were killed Hamas filmed on their go-pros, so much blood spilled To Hamas liberation, but I shake my heads at that day Israeli dogma near the top meant quite a price to pay. Pilots warned of safety concerns at a D.C airport for many years Near misses with helicopters was the source of their fears One captain said he could not imagine what kind of designer Could let helicopters cross the paths of a crowded airliner. Then a helicopter collided with American airlines 5342 67 died, figure skaters, coaches and an engineer too Friends who had gone duck hunting in Kansas, didn’t think they would die Because of an avoidable burst of flame in the sky. Our hierarchy should be inverted, the hands-on types know more: the people at the scene, the sailors by the shore From cockpits and borders to decks on the sea The front line sees first what the future will be The theorists in their armchairs, the truth they must seek We need to bypass them, link the base to the peak.

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