She made a comment the other night that made me think
She said it as the Cat was calling the sky pink
If the world was to continue to going around
And around
We go in and find a way to learn their ways
And they look at us as if we are going through a phase
Each one of us is a part of something more
Listening to different fables and legends of lore
Some great authors go to great lengths to find another way
To create another story every day
In each different story there is another town or city
Holding different characters from the large to the itty bitty
Everyone plays by a different set of rules
Anyone different is looked at as a fool
The authors create a world where the animals talk
And the worms instead of slithering they do walk
The trees move and worlds connect with space ships
Robots without heads and creatures without lips
Why are they creating different worlds with out
Learning why in cultures it's not okay to shout?
Why don't they learn how to appreciate
Instead of writing about hate?
How can they be accepting when they create new worlds
With kings that are kids and giraffes that are lords?
We should revolt and rebel
And watch as we force the made up worlds that once fell
To forces of evil or those that are for a greater good
Sometimes only raiding because of thier lack of food
Pick up a history book
And have a good look
I'd rather know about the history that is real
Than about a story with a plot that the author did steal
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