As the Pendulum Swings
There is a grandfather clock, very tall
To help keep time as it stands in the hall
The pendulum moves slowly side to side
It cannot work if it swings far too wide.
And if it stops swinging time will stand still
It must be wound gently with patience ‘n skill
If kept in balance both steady and strong
Time will always be right, never be wrong.
Life swings like that pendulum on the wall
Too far left, too far right, reason will fall
You need a little of both to think straight
Take off the blinders, for reason can’t wait.
To achieve a balance, look at each view
Find one right for all, not for just a few.
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