It is terrible
It is beautiful
It can make you empty
It can make you full
Gives you death
Gives you birth
Gives you nothing
Gives you worth
Its wonderful
Its magic
Its crazy
Its tragic
Fights war
Makes peace
Creates destruction
Lets it cease
It makes sense
It makes none
Its an irony
It’s a pun
Transcribes odysseys
Writes tragedies
Volumes of profits
Hordes of calamities
Makes you walk
Makes you crawl
Picks you up
Lets you fall
Its itself
Its reverse
It’s the same
Its converse
Wants you to surrender
Wants you to fight
Picks your battles
Chooses your plight
If you know
You lead the race
If you don’t
Your in the same place
Could be pigeon
Could be a dove
Could be hate
But no its love
Nov 12, 2010
Nov 12, 2010 at 7:25 AM UTC
It is terrible
It is beautiful
It can make you empty
It can make you full
Gives you death
Gives you birth
Gives you nothing
Gives you worth
Its wonderful
Its magic
Its crazy
Its tragic
Fights war
Makes peace
Creates destruction
Lets it cease
It makes sense
It makes none
Its an irony
It’s a pun
Transcribes odysseys
Writes tragedies
Volumes of profits
Hordes of calamities
Makes you walk
Makes you crawl
Picks you up
Lets you fall
Its itself
Its reverse
It’s the same
Its converse
Wants you to surrender
Wants you to fight
Picks your battles
Chooses your plight
If you know
You lead the race
If you don’t
Your in the same place
Could be pigeon
Could be a dove
Could be hate
But no its love