I was flying into Chicago at night
Watching the lake turn the sky into blue-green smoke
The sun was setting, the left of the plane
And the cabin was filled with an unearthly glow
In 27D, I was behind the wing
Watching landscape roll out like credits on a screen
UPDATE: See also, via the magic of YouTube:
"Thou shalt not extinguish thine anger, but shall master it,
that thy conscience may not be blunted by adjustment
to wrong causes."
-The Dutch Ten Commandments to Foil the Nazis
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