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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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lostrelic
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2007-07-29 09:23:08] (Date/Time posted on
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