Here we are <br />You and I, we sit <br />At cluttered desks with <br />cluttered minds <br /> <br />If you had reason to stand <br />Would you be sitting here with me? <br />Maybe you sit because you have reason to sit <br />But if you have not, that is common among the two of us <br />We are sitting because of a lack of reason to stand <br /> <br />But wait, what about those standing? <br />In the street <br />At the beach <br />Standing under moon <br />a bridge, or next to a loved one <br />Have they found reason to stand? and how? <br />No, they do not stand for reason <br />They stand for search of one. <br /> <br />How can you and I search from our seats? <br />Those who sit will always be watching and <br />Those we're watching will never stop searching <br />Should we join the search? From our seats it seems endless <br />But endlessness searching with my standing friends <br />is worth the galaxies, that we're searching <br /> <br /> <br />So, stand from your desk <br />I will stand from mine <br />And join us in our quest to find reason <br />But remember <br /> <br />If you go to sit back down because no one else stands with you <br />If you need reason to stay standing <br />Feel this <br /> <br />We stand together <br />You and I <br />Maybe not in time <br />But in mind <br />In mind we want the same <br />And we will find that reason.. in time<br /><br />Gee gee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/laughing-at-the-poets/
