
When I think about some situations
The ideas that the people there have
are so vile and abhorrent
*
If I just take a breath
with them around
Their style stinks
smelling pungent
*
Meanwhile they think
that all their ideas
Are quite intelligent
And they are all hell-bent
On superiority
**
They would rather be the boss
Than work on goals together
They would rather be in charge
Than learn ways
To be more clever
*
So now we spin our wheels
Because of what they feel
*
Dynamics
of their strategies
never lead to progress
A future built with card houses
Still they think they know best
**
When I think about some situations
The ideas that the people here have
are hiding and prevented
*
If I can get a breath
And peace is found
Our style links
Other tangents
*
Meanwhile we think
that all our ideas
Are quite intelligent
and they are all hell-bent
From inferiority
*
We have all paid the cost
and now work on goals together
We would rather live life large
And share ways
to achieve much better
*
When we dig in our heels
On what we all feel
*
Dynamics
of our strategies
Instead lead to progress
Future is built with fair logic
Reason always flows best
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