Society Is One Person, With Whom I'D Like To Chat.
And no, sir, don’t you point that thing at me
You’re talking to no fool, might I tell you
I’ve been taught better, learned better
So may you know that I won’t be taken as few.
Sometimes I’d like to think I’m flying
Through a time and space so far from here
And this life is nothing but my imagination
Whilst the world spins in its violent frenzy
Teetering and tottering on the latest tragedies
I rest upon the clouds and breathe in the purest air
Unscathed by poisons, never touched by heathens
Most natural by definition
Why, no ma’am, I will not settle for less
I know my own worth, and I’ve paid quite a price for it
I cannot be expected to stoop to any lower ground
My capabilities are quite more than you may get.
I like to think of a time long passed
When potbellied children run rampant across a field
And I am following in barefoot toes outstretched
Each step a new discovery, a brave adventure
The world whistling past my ears, birdsong, grass symphony
My heart unbroken, aspiration unlimited, judgments not made
The world is larger than life and me holding the reins to it all
The purest that innocence has known
Yes, sir, yes ma’am, I do agree
Things change, circumstance captures hope, love is lost
Life is not always what we make it out to be from the start
But no, sir, nor ma’am, I will not give up, give in to it, to you
Cause mine is a hope as strong as mountains, a love as long as time, and a mind far too
good for that.
Copyright © Allison Wiggins | Year Posted 2009
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