By Walking Contradiction
Date: 2002 Jun 30
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Empty Lawn

You're a hollow log
On my vast lawn
When people ask what they see
It isn't me.
It's you're log -
My old tree
The lawn is too plain
Too obvious to be
The answer.
But what's the question?
Why a log on a lawn?
It doesn't make sense
No one sees the beauty of it all
The juxtaposition
Of you and I
So the log must be moved
So you say goodbye.
Across a stream now you lay
And it makes more sense
And I'm just a lawn
Bare of log or fence.
And once again I go un-noticed
Only this time I'm forlorn
Cus I'm as empty as you're log
I'm just another empty lawn.