The way you see the world
It seems to me
Is mostly determined by geography
Where were you on earth?
At the time of your birth?
Who will you worship?
What will you be?
What will you fight for?
Will you be free?
So remember when we disagree
It's mostly just geography
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I was born in a cross-fire hurricane
And I howled at my ma in the driving rain...
hmmm, I love that poem..a lot..
but being a kid of the military and living all over the place for so many years..might explain my weird way of thinking about stuff..ha
Billy - On the day I was born
The nurses all gathered 'round
And they gazed in wide wonder
At the joy they had found
The head nurse spoke up
Said "leave this one alone"
She could tell right away
That I was bad to the bone
YDG - Glad you like it. I wrote it this morning. I moved around some when I was a kid too but just in the U.S.
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