EVERY thing becomes larger or smaller.
THE right becomes my left,
the left becomes my right.

AND in the middle to much rain.
AND in the middle to much fight.

EVERY thing becomes dark,
every thing becomes light.

AND in the middle to much rain.
AND in the middle to much fight.

david gerardino

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-a-m-2/