The world, my friend, is spinning
Around a fire as hot as hell
And the thread that keeps you down to earth
Is a gravity well
But if the Earth was hanging
By a silken thread
Would you cut it?
Would you cut it?
For we can see the scissors in the science
As we watch some money-grubbing fools
Snipping away
At the blanket that keeps us cool
And so the fates would have us hanging

By a single silken thread
So, will you cut it?
A.J. Ponder
Hope you enjoyed this one, it's been sitting half-finished for quite a while.
But that's poetry for you. Fickle. :)
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