Black box

Jamal

Airplane downed
Crash site remains
Nothing left to salvage
Black box left intact
Invulnerable, but so fragile

***CHORUS
The deceased have now decayed
The deceased are our disease
Our dead are our survivors
Our dead are our survivors

Been staring at it for a while
And inside is the bitterness
Of spirits of those once alive
Passengers aboard my flight
Safe except for losing life

***CHORUS

Metal twisted
Asphalt screeched
Mild-hearted screams
The souls, ethereal as they seem
Floating around mysteriously

***CHORUS


thank you for reading
respect to all of the contributors here
Jamal