Walking in my shoes
Everybody wishes and everyone doesn't,
It is the way of world,
We all need heroes,
We all need foes,
But are we, really,
The hero and foe?,
What I mean is,
Do we judge so quickly,
That when our time comes,
We reconsider, too late?,
You never know anything,
Unless you wear "shoes",
Experience wearing them,
Moving from place to place with them,
But it is more than this,
It is the understanding of a perspective,
No agreement, no allegience,
Just understanding, why?,
Things are what they are,
And why right and wrong,
Are parts of the same coin,
"Never" and "No way", are words of a fool,
And the position always comes to them,
The quickest,
A river never moves without ripples,
As does life and experience itself,
Preparation is good, but not required,
Because sometimes, it gets in the way,
Like they say in an opera,
"If you like it , you'll love it forever",
"If you don't like it, you'll appreciate it,
But it will never become part of your soul",
And so it is,
In a shoe store you judge more than what you put on your feet,
You judge attitude, style, respect,
Simple ways of judgment that we never use,
In life, experience and in the way of things,
Thank God he's/she's willing,
The dancer moves without a trace,
Poetry by Saga
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Written on 2006-09-12 at 05:45
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