Left is no more important than right As right is not undoubtedly the correct way Distance can be a line Though the space amid two points is often a sphere
A man can plot evil on his line and win Though as he traverses the line he discerns that his way leads to his death A fate not matched by his opponent who traveled the distance instead
Flat is a concept that disregards round And circular nature has us in a linear realization
As those humble in nature will also die Though will never cease to exist Not to say there is a correct fashion But there is a correct line
they say love can move a mountain they say love there is no other way I say that its love that made those mountains I say that love made us human