Sometimes you are no part of the world

Sometimes you are no part of the world
And the world passes you by like an empty sack
Sometimes you are part of the world
And it picks you up like a bag of grain

And when you are not part of the world
Where are you?
And without you, where is the world?

Sometimes the world is not part of you
And you pass by the world by like an empty sack
Sometimes you are the world
And you have many sacks of grain to give out

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

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