In those days the world regarded me from a
It hurt until I got mad at myself
Then the world approximated me
What a nerve, I wanted to be left alone!
I took a swing at the world. And then another
one. And another..
A mighty storm rose carrying many days load
of heavvy rain
Yes, the world invited me to swing with it
So I threw myself into the world and recieved
numerous hits at my sweet spot, the way it
“Clear off”, I shouted, “please”, and the sun
shone through and the land was in blossom and