Moving A thing that moves me is so rare Things like that I give no care I might try for hour at a time To speak about things that move me in rhyme Moving could be many different things Like I am moved by your presence Or I wish to fly like a bird with wings But you could be moved by a dull picket fence Or by a German shepard running you down Be moved by a painting of prairie fields By a soldier jabbing you with the sword he yields Or last but not least be emotions Or by Einsteins theory of motions Some are moved by the sound of a gun Some move just for some good fun They move without even thinking Or to get out of the quicksand in which they are sinking They are moved by force power and words Or by the massive wildebeast herds |