here the revisited poem:
My World, My Imagination
I live in a world not like yours
I live in a world were right is wrong
And wrong is right
I live in a world were up is down
And left is right
I live in a world were peace is war
And war is peace
I live in a world were the strong-minded find it hard to comprehend
And the weak-minded find it easy to understand
I live in my world
I live in my imagination
I live in a world not like yours
I live in a world were right is wrong
And wrong is right
I live in a world were up is down
And left is right
I live in a world were peace is war
And war is peace
I live in a world were the strong-minded find it hard to comprehend
And the weak-minded find it easy to understand
I live in my world
I live in my imagination
here is the new (old) poem:
Death
we cannot see it
we cannot hear it
we cannot feel it
but we know it's coming
and when it comes
we won't run
we can't run
for it is...
we cannot see it
we cannot hear it
we cannot feel it
but we know it's coming
and when it comes
we won't run
we can't run
for it is...