Into Reality (To Oscar Act 5) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Everything that goes up comes down same
Winning and losing is exactly what it acclaim
So try what you want to its going to be
What you thought different isn't differently
Only something else for you and me

Giving what you can give
And living in the way you can live
So you can always be free
Always be free

Much to need in its common way ground
Filling the needs of every new turning
Something to do what you have found
Everything has its route in learning
You may be here to turn things around
And giving your senses to each reason
With every though to the earth bound
Each has its time and its season

Trying our best to be in the open seen
And everything else perhaps in between
This is to accomplish from this to there
We are all making the differences here

There is so much to build up
Making the promises grow not stop
So you can always be free
Always be free

Much to need in its common way ground
Filling the needs of every new turning
Something to do what you have found
Everything has its route in learning
You may be here to turn things around
And giving your senses to each reason
With every though to the earth bound
Each has its time and its season

Rise to the open and the promise sky
Feeling the earth beneath your wings
You are the one to go on to the high
Making your way and attach the strings
Everything we build must endure strong
Live to its worth and find its own day
Nothing’s right therefore nothing's wrong
Only the way that we make it and say

Much to need in its common way ground
Filling the needs of every new turning
Something to do what you have found
Everything has its route in learning
You may be here to turn things around
And giving your senses to each reason
With every though to the earth bound
Each has its time and its season

Much to need here around
Bringing it to our living
What we've accomplished giving
Bringing it to our living

Senses are to make every difference
Have every instance of worthy chance

Much to need in its common way ground
Filling the needs of every new turning
Something to do what you have found
Everything has its route in learning
You may be here to turn things around
And giving your senses to each reason
With every though to the earth bound
Each has its time and its season

Much to need in its common way ground
Filling the needs of every new turning
Something to do what you have found
Everything has its route in learning
You may be here to turn things around
And giving your senses to each reason
With every though to the earth bound
Each has its time and its season