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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