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When the whole place tips
Contributed by
lostrelic
on
Sunday, 29th July 2007 @ 09:23:08 AM in AEST
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We see shapes and colours in every view A small essence of beauty and light Blinding thought and calming anger Threw any shield With a painting or a song we can calm a throng All within the right strokes Within an infinite strum
All small gifts and little reminders Trapped in self illusion all from common man Trampling the underbrush making way for the new Just trails in time bleeding Mother Natures serenity And the sense of being the only one who touched that spot Hard when a no trespassing sign hangs in your view
The light to in me is showing all my stains And the marks of men before me Try to see something new in this over trampled world Trying to sail this disrupted sea Sinking in the wake of others
Time is getting ready to build anew Genetic knowledge knows its place and history It wipes out a species And I am sure it knows how to rebuild again So hold on for the shake when it comes And the whole place tips Maybe we can learn something for once Not making the same mistakes everyday
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2007-07-29 09:23:08] (Date/Time posted on
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