nothing new

you can run, you can hide,

you can laugh, you can cry,

you can scream, you can shout,

you can create, you can destroy,

you can change, you can rearrange;

it does not matter;

you can improve,

you can impress,

you can rebel,

you can regress,

you can be proud,

you can be ashamed,

you can be everything,

you can be nothing;

it does not matter;

men fight wars,

men live,

men die,

men come,

men go,

only the ocean waves

remain the same,

the sun rises,

the sun sets;

there is nothing new under the sun;

I have dreams,

I have hopes,

I have ideas,

I have thoughts,

hidden among the ripples,

flowing like tomorrow;

truth does not give up her secrets,

they lie hidden within the maize,

like a dangerous old friend,

waiting to pounce from above,

death does not catch us unaware.

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