The world isnt Round!
Yes you heard me, what you've been told is all wrong
The world is more complex,
It includes the dynamics of hate and love.
The earth may be round,
But the world is certainly not.
My world is full of trickery and trot.
Blended with a lot,
Of dreams and sugar plum knots.
My world is odd,
Particular in shape,
It seeps into the cracks of the broken
Healing the ' shame'
My world is full of edges,
That seem at times to curve around,
Instead of a label
It's a game with incoherent sound
My world is not and will never be perfectly round.
Right now it caters to my needs and sounds
My world is an art work not quite ready for display
Rather then a sculpture though,
It's a live action play.
The earth may be round, and spin the same
But my world is different, the people don't run for the shade.
