“I remember when the world was flat” and the edge was not far away.
The world was not round like it is today
The edge was a bad place and black as tar
You could fall off, if you wondered to far.
There was limited knowledge for a small boy like me.
No place to go and nothing to see.
The town had a main street with large houses and people of means.
But one block over, poor folk with their dreams.
Life in a flat world can be very hard.
With many bumps and bruises that can leave you scarred.
For the poor without knowledge its not a good place.
A life of hard work and no ambitions to chase.
Then one day I looked out and the world had become round.
The edge had closed up and become solid ground.
It was time to move on and go without fear.
Into a new world and not shed a tear.
I have traveled the round world and gone lots of places.
Many cities, countries and lots of new faces.
Tho the round world is not perfect and has suffering and pain.
It has more adventures and knowledge to gain.
I now grow older and look back in time.
I think of the hills and mountains I've climbed.
“I can still remember when the world was flat”