BAIL OUT

BAIL OUT

or

THE PEOPLE ARE TOO BIG TO FAIL

(For the Libyan pilot who refused to bomb his own people)

 

A pilot has ejected, he rejected the regime,

he’s floating in the air, a parachute protecting him,

it’s downright paranormal, and his fighter jet is going

on without him.  He has bailed out of the war machine

and hangs suspended by his principles a mile above

the ground.

A parachute is fragile as a flower or a

cloud, but it supports a man.  It’s focused on the human,

it’s a renaissance parachute, the lines are like a poem

which can save your life.

The old regime is losing its grip,

it’s showing what it’s all about when pilots have been told

to bomb their countrymen, to cut them into pieces on the

ground.  The pilot is responding to a higher authority,

instead of dropping a bomb he drops himself – it is

another way to join the crowd.  Instead of acting like

a robot in a cockpit he is landing like a man

and walks away.  His fighter jet will burn out in the desert

like a cigarette in a bowl of sand.