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Head On
© 2007, Roy Stucky

We try to meet the critique head on
We try to address the mess head on

The pratfalls and the pitfalls
And the critics throwing spitballs
Should be met head on
And proven wrong
When they call us weak minded fools
Because we mock the rules
Of their carnal plan
And will not join their clan
As it worships lust
And puts all its trust
On cash as king
While it's sprouting wings
To clearly teach
That their grasp towers over their reach
For the stars are still safe
From the hubris chase
That tumbles into the sea
And splashes me
As I am drawn
To address the mess head on.