Give it to Them

Born in July

Give 'em that intellectual look,

That kindred gaze,

Looking off of the page

Into space, into mystery, into theory, into nothing.

Give 'em something worthwhile to think vile thoughts of.

Give 'em nothing worth nothing, give 'em something they'll enjoy.

Give 'em inspiration that's worth waiting for

Or imaginary hopes and dreams to build bird houses out of

To hang from their favorite tree in their backyard.


Give them something just to look at

Or something they can dream about.

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