Spin It



                                                                     Spin spin spin
I spin my web..
Snip snip snip
I snip every old thread..

You spin I spin
that is all we do.
I am hanging where you once hung,
This patch is mine now, now I sew.

You snipped my mesh one day
and craft your own wall.
I am a spinner and you are one
No sins, we merely cushion our fall.

Why shall I remain trapped in my world
and you in yours.
Let us spin a web together 
and trap everyone in ours.

Why not bring all under one roof
neither yours, nor mine, ally.
Under one sky, as the earth continues to spin
Let us spin for everyone, a whole new sky.


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