"WHEN ONE DOOR CLOSES, ANOTHER OPENS, BUT WE OFTEN LOOK SO LONG AND SO REGRETFULLY UPON THE CLOSED DOOR THAT WE DO NOT SEE THE ONE THAT HAS OPENED FOR US."

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Saturday, August 2, 2014

Us and Them

Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you
God only knows it's not what we would choose to do

Forward he cried from the rear
And the front rank died
And the general sat and the lines on the map
Moved from side to side

Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down
But in the end it's only round and round.
 
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?

Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.

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