Francis Duggan


Stranger And Strange


To me you are a stranger and to you I must seem strange
And in our ways we both seem too old for to change
From our old ways of thinking though no two are the same
We are set in our thinking though we both tend to blame
Society for our problems and 'twould seem fair to say
That we have not grown wiser though the years leave us gray
To you I am a strange fellow and in that you are right
Though your own soul could do with a little more light
Without a brain we would only be flesh and bone
And let the perfect one be first to cast the stone
The World seems so different to you and to me
And even in the same things quite a difference we do see
To me you are a stranger and to you I am strange
And in our own ways just a bit old for change.

Submitted: Thursday, June 26, 2008
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