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The Box

(Some and Others)
Imagine when people are inside of a box  
Their perceptions are not always the same  
Because there’s an interesting paradox  
When some points of view become lame  

Then there are some, still within the box  
Who understand that there must be more  
So, some become clever or sly like a fox  
While others refuse change or move forward  

Those who are keen begin to see beyond the box  
Trying to improve despite of the circumstances  
While some avoid change as if it were smallpox  
They’re afraid of seeing the truth or taking chances  
Suddenly some of them fart and stink up the box  
Fucking it up for the rest who are just trying to live  
While shooting down any resolve or peaceful talks  
Failing to see or at least gain a new perspective  
“Open a window” some will say inside the box  
But others have no sense of smell or like the stink  
These types of guys don’t care or give any Fawkes  
Let alone use their brain to make them think  
But those who are completely outside of the box  
Have a different view with possible solutions  
While on the inside all doors are closed with locks  
As their ego just adds to the overall confusion  
And they yell, “you know nothing about this box”  
While those on the outside watch helplessly  
As if the smell seems to seduce the flocks  
Others fight back to bring balance, relentlessly  
Some scream, “if you don’t like it, get out of my box”  
But somehow they fail to see they’re in it together  
Spreading like a sickness with no chance to detox  
With no vision or forethought on how to get better  
Some may have answers when outside of the box  
Their view is unobstructed or unbiased overall  
Inside some are open to when opportunity knocks  
While others will just emotionally build up a wall  
The entrenched stench lingers inside of the box  
As some will point fingers trying to lay blame  
Some work to clean up while others just gawk  
Thinking their hawks and yet they fail to take aim  
It’s sad to say but some feel like a box of rocks  
They suck as cox thinking they can win the race  
They talk and talk but never walk the blocks  
Like dirty socks in a clean drawer taking up space  
It’s struggle when some lag while others move forward  
Perhaps those on the outside will help with these locks  
Let’s open some windows and doors for more metaphors  
And maybe we will all start thinking outside of the box
Written by wallyroo92
Published | Edited 29th Aug 2022
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