No Trepassing Without Permission
Watch your step as you tread on my toes.
I like a zone where nobody goes.
You are free to dance to whatever tune
And to howl yourself hoarse to the moon.
But grant me the space to do the same,
To voice my thoughts and to take my blame.
Let me cross your belief with my own,
Grateful for the patience you have shown.
Fence in your beliefs in your border
And sort them for comfort and order.
But we may listen, yet still not agree;
Our freedom hinges on our courtesy.
I like a zone where nobody goes.
You are free to dance to whatever tune
And to howl yourself hoarse to the moon.
But grant me the space to do the same,
To voice my thoughts and to take my blame.
Let me cross your belief with my own,
Grateful for the patience you have shown.
Fence in your beliefs in your border
And sort them for comfort and order.
But we may listen, yet still not agree;
Our freedom hinges on our courtesy.
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