Think of the world around you

As a simple game of chess

And when you're stuck in a tough place

You simply try your best

Think of the world around you

As a sunny field full of friends

You never know who you'll meet

Around the riverbend

Think of the world around you

As a ball of rubber bands

And snip away the bonds

That tie your rubber hands

Think of the world around you

As a forest of fake plastic trees

Full of fake plastic people

Aside from you and me

Think of the world around you

As an ocean of opportunity

Where everything you say

Is considered genius, not lunacy

Think of the world around you

As a poetry book

Filled with beautiful words

If you simply stop and look

XXX

Francis Clayton