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Big World

A baby cries nearby, parents trying to soothe

Music plays overhead, trying to create the mood

People conversing and sharing here and there

Caught up in their own world without a care

Its election year and all of the white men

try to frame the issues that matter to you and me

but in the end things will always continue to be

mostly about those around us and what is immediately

I want to know not just my world but yours too

I want to learn what matters to you and you and you

Will you reach out your hand and explore the unknown

Will you let yourself go and let your mind roam

Just think the world is big and people are many

But what we have in common is plenty

Family, friends, work, and play

That is everything people worry about today

So stop in your daily trudge of obligations

Look, listen, and be willing to say saluations

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kelli-chandler
American
Published
Feb 22, 2012
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