Keep Moving


When you see them big men

Walking in groups and chatting with their kind

Laughing at jokes only they can understand

With their heads high like a cliff

And arms spread like the wind

You wonder, when would I look like a bull?

When you see them coming down cars

Built like an Ox

With horns that howl like an owl

Don’t stop and stare at them

Or else you’d keep still

Walk past them and keep moving on

Someday in ages time

You’d grow and be some big man

Running your world your way

You’d sail a ship or fly a jet in outer space perhaps

But, like a train, you’d got to keep moving


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