Now I ask you to join me Now you celebrate Not being me. Not being you Only Us for the great
UN load! DIS arm!
EN large! OUT side!
Some steps I will take Be my guest Pull your anchor Out of the lake
We're In the room In the building In the crowded city In the country with thousands of cities The country shares the continent with an enemy nation The two rivals are carried round and round by the Earth's endless rotation The Earth obeys the master’s magnetic line, burning since uncountable clock time The sun is blind to his insignificance too, ignoring billions of other star mates, it can’t see through Immeasurable it seems, magnifying! All of them such tiny little parts in one of Miss Milky’s arms Some light years away there they are: Pinwheel, Cartwheel, Black Eye, Andromeda and Cigar Unmeasurable it seems, humongous! All of them such a fading little part of the cosmos
There you are Floating from a distance Feel the empty ground Drink from the fountain of existence
Still blind to insignificance? Still convinced about the rightness of imposed beliefs? Still judging others’ defects according to our pretentious and vain mind? Still punching away the different, protecting the mold? Still reinforcing illusory antagonism and insignia? Still seeing only two sides? Still holding to the pride?
Still In the ******* room
Am I? Are you? Let's try it again
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness." Mark Twain