Soup Song Sing-A-Long

Differences can tear apart or bring you close together Sometimes songs have harmony when sung by birds of different feather Listen close and you might learn about a thing or two Close your mind and shout a lot – no one listens to you I jumped in the soup, a neophyte, afraid I might get burned But found support from learned souls, everywhere I turned Taken to places I didn’t know exist; a new world opened up to me People willing to share their gifts of limitless possibility But, some were stubborn and fought a lot about forms and certain rules Some were full of jealousies and were being rather cruel And at times, the soup began to acquire a bitter taste But soon you learn what ingredients to savor and which ones are simply waste Differences can tear apart or bring you close together Sometimes songs have harmony when sung by birds of different feather Listen close and you might learn about a thing or two Close your mind and shout a lot – no one listens to you So, jump in, Take a swim, The soup is oh so fine; Add some spice, Help make it nice, And bring along some wine; Sit over here, And bend my ear, With thoughts I never thought; I want to learn, From everyone, The things that they were taught. Differences can tear apart or bring you close together Sometimes songs have harmony when sung by birds of different feather Listen close and you might learn about a thing or two Close your mind and shout a lot – no one listens to you by Joe Flach, written and posted on 6/2/2014 for Dave Wood's contest