cliche-touche'
those that can, do
those that don't, screw
themselves wondering.
a matter of blundering.
those who can't soar, walk
those who can't think, just talk
those that can't create often kill
those that don't know never will
those that can't write, read
those who don't heal, bleed
those who can't sing, shut up and dance.
those split apart don't like romance.
those in the ocean could use a boat
those on the dock didn't, and float
those in deep shit might like a trowel
those still in the water don't need the towel.
those who can't do sometimes teach
those who want to just preach
those who got scared have now fled
those who die wishing are dead
those with wishes and horses
ride against imaginary forces
those who live in your bone
will never ever leave you alone
those who are first shall be last
ruing their halfempty glass
those who believe can see it
those who do can be it
those that can, fly
those that can't, sigh
the difference between is small:
three letters, or two: that's all.
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thanks damon-- didn't know anyone was reading them!
I love your site and writings. They are very nice and brighten my days. Thank you.
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