The Moral High Ground
You take the moral high-ground..
Preaching words of conviction
Like a howling wind
High above me
Perched
Unruffled...
On your limb of ignorance
Gabbling..
Cluttering my sky
With unruly sounds
You take the moral high-ground
With your sanctimonious conceit
Interwoven with..
Your mask of gloom
Your moral high-ground
Is....
The edge of doom
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