“Reach for the stars!” they cry.
“Reach for the fiery pit!” I reply.
High or low, both are fire,
Not some goal to desire.
Say, “Reach for a flame!”
You’ll burn just the same.
“Reach for the fiery pit!” I reply.
High or low, both are fire,
Not some goal to desire.
Say, “Reach for a flame!”
You’ll burn just the same.