PiecesA Poem by Kally
Ins; Outs, Ins; Outs--
Studying Earth's Rotation Talking about Land in another class, Because taxes really are land When it comes down to it And just seeing that shadowed side of the Earth rotate back and forth Think 'doom to half the people, dot, doom to half the people.' Only that dot isn't a mere dot, it's an overriding knowledge 'You know that's okay, we all do, we live it, but that's not what's bothering you is it?' Something said long ago, "Diversity; Specialization..." What if they just need a moment of still -- We all just need a break I will protect you, "Diversity, Specialization..." even.. When there's a man in a woods and he just wants to be a man in the woods He wants it simple, he means no harm Just walking the woods, but then you chopped his woods so you could build cherry trees. So he's just a man in the wood just wanting to be a man in the woods He wants it simple-- He needs his space. There just gotta be enough space for all the man in the woods and the cherry trees, and the simple, and the noisy renovation. Taxation, is this going to decide anything? Not it all. Taxation, man in the woods, cherry trees, and A coins flipping, light heads, or dark tails The Earth is rotating, like to dark Just like that quarter on the table-- Where you live decides your world, and so much of your fortune. Be loving to the other fortune's When it come to it, being open is nice, but there's a man in the wood in us.
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