03-09-2016, 11:14 PM
edit 1 (Tiger, Tom, Achebe)
It's True, The Earth Is Flat
I hear your pleas to start again,
your longing to reclaim youth's yang,
to wear the supple skin again
as if life were a boomerang.
Am I the only one who feels
one lifetime has been quite enough,
whose scuffed up soul still quakes and reels
at images so sharp, so tough
to comprehend as human cries
ring out to heavens born of dreams,
who's had their fill of truth, of lies
and soured on unending schemes?
I wonder if I'll feel the same
the day I'm stepping off this plane.
Original:
It's True, The Earth Is Flat (a response to Dale's Fresh and Young)
I hear your pleas to start again,
your longing to reclaim youth's yang,
to wear again the supple skin
as if life were a boomerang.
Am I the only one who feels
one lifetime has been quite enough,
whose fractured soul still quakes and reels
at images so sharp, so tough
to comprehend as human cries
ring out to heavens born of dreams,
who's had their fill of truth, of lies
and soured on unending schemes?
I wonder if I'll feel the same
the day I'm stepping off this plane.
It's True, The Earth Is Flat
I hear your pleas to start again,
your longing to reclaim youth's yang,
to wear the supple skin again
as if life were a boomerang.
Am I the only one who feels
one lifetime has been quite enough,
whose scuffed up soul still quakes and reels
at images so sharp, so tough
to comprehend as human cries
ring out to heavens born of dreams,
who's had their fill of truth, of lies
and soured on unending schemes?
I wonder if I'll feel the same
the day I'm stepping off this plane.
Original:
It's True, The Earth Is Flat (a response to Dale's Fresh and Young)
I hear your pleas to start again,
your longing to reclaim youth's yang,
to wear again the supple skin
as if life were a boomerang.
Am I the only one who feels
one lifetime has been quite enough,
whose fractured soul still quakes and reels
at images so sharp, so tough
to comprehend as human cries
ring out to heavens born of dreams,
who's had their fill of truth, of lies
and soured on unending schemes?
I wonder if I'll feel the same
the day I'm stepping off this plane.
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