one way to answer gives us better hope
the night beyond is not where we must stray
each chooses how to live and how to cope
the mountain does not have an easy slope
we bake and swelter under the hot ray
one way to answer gives us better hope
we tell the truth and provide no soft soap
the fountain does not clean us with its spray
each chooses how to live and how to cope
those who can't see and are afraid to grope
want to move forward but still have to stay
one way to answer gives us better hope
not one who doesn't rely on the strong rope
there are better means to die but not to slay
each chooses how to live and how to cope
between the sky and sea we have our scope
there is no star when everything is grey
one way to answer gives us better hope
each chooses how to live and how to cope
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
04 May 2007
not so well expressed
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