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A View of the Calm
The sensible wavers and covers and culls
Distinct disregarding the chaos infernal
Whirling about me upon my land o' the rich
The proper and fortunate accompany switch
None is eternal but it's temporary truth
This that is something I can't get used to
The striding plain crosser I will observe
But slow I gain insight to his and my worth
I perch without movement or smoke or resolve
Wary to scuttle or risk the sweet calm
Maybe it's stable or cracking to spill
Questions I'll mutter while keeping my still
Today I'm the realist who hordes all his strength
Tomorrow the optimist may voice his distaste
But save all those troubles for rumble and roll
Before all ignition will take its fair toll
The stone rack and riots simply must wait
For I plan to indulge in the quiet today.
