I just sit upon a writing desk, and write. And then, I tell stories. Legends of long ago.
Perspective
We are so tiny, yet debate
As if the colour of the rainbow
Would change if we willed it so
Since childhood, we are taught fairplay
And to treat one another as our equal
Yet we still strive to be individuals
We have sheltered under the same
blue sky, looked out to the horizon
And gaze at the silvery moon
Throughout centuries, earth spins endlessly
And if she wobbles or shakes ever
so slightly, we give in to phenomenal fear
We are so tiny, yet debate
As if the colour of the rainbow
Would change if we willed it so
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