This is another poem that I wrote in high school many times. I doubt I have typed it and the words have changed I’m sure. I just like the first lyric. I may put both these to music.
Take time to think
Or save thinking through
The hearts that were here
With nothing to lose
All men sit in tree tops
And monsters can watch them
In front of big screen TVs
And some thoughts that they send
When marked men
Take time to
Read as they can
Brother
We watch from the air
Take time to think
Or save thinking through
The shots they have fired
For awkward wild nerves
All men stand as Mounties
With eccentric beliefs
In front of big screen TVs
And parts that we lend
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