You believe the Earth is flat <br />where you can see to the end of it <br />and in the seeing you can <br />control this world... <br />You can measure it <br />and own it <br />and rule over it supreme <br />like a card King - <br />flat... <br />this kingdom of yours <br />predictable in that, <br />as long as you stay on top of its <br />smooth surface <br />everything will be perfect and <br />you will not fall off... <br /> <br />I believe the Earth is round... <br />I have not seen this with my own <br />eyes, but my hope is invested in it. <br />I rely on the gravity of <br />my emotions <br />to be able to move about and <br />play, <br />maybe sing a few songs... <br />I do not know whether, <br />one day, <br />this gravity will fail me and <br />whether I might simply drift away <br />in space... <br />But I will dance along merily <br />until such time I find out!<br /><br />YURI DURAAN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-pupil/
