sobota, kwietnia 18, 2009

Slavic Sophistication.

Wide eyed, new ground humbled by my new surroundings I am a Citizen Of The Planet My frontier is on an airplane my prisons: homes for rehabilitating Then I fly back to my nest, I fly back with my nuclear but everything is different So I wait, my yearn for home is broadened, patriotism expanded by callings from beyond So I pack my things nothing precious all things sacredI am a citizen of the planet My laws are all of attraction My punishments are consequences Separating from source the original sin I am a citizen of the planet democracy's kids are sovereign Where the teachers are the sagesAnd so, the next few years are blurry, the next decade's a flurry of smells and tastes unknown Threads sewn straight through this fabric through fields of every color one culture to another I come alive and I get giddy I am taken and globally naturalizedMy favourite pastime edge stretching Besotten with human condition

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