The silent whistle kept us awake
while I saw my face on the mahogany desk
and some brown patches reminded me of sullen
acceptance, conduct that fell but it was all business
I always thought that art overtook science and the power point
of ideas leaped, when will had its sway
sweeping possibilities that took a thousand hours to build
that teams comprehended with reason
I, early starter, made a conscious choice
to speak when silence was the rule,
the vase moved, the water waved, the ethereal osmosis
mistook the voice of conscience, it was not business
Early Starter
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