if difference did not matter we would lie
the truth is always what we would least like
the other option's to get on your bike
and claim that you at least know how to try
however hard it may be to stand by
and watch as others the old buildings strike
you know that you have got to make the hike
the choice is always how to live and die
at what point will you learn just how to be
that is the question and the answer's wrong
it's where we're going that's the noble thing
the point of travel is that we don't flee
the trip may kill us but we would die strong
we simply must not hold the leading-string
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
27 June 2007
a matter of fact
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