<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=573129" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song: Child's Play</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Are accidents - reflections, <br>Of the chaotic quantum world; <br>Do the stars that rule the heavens, <br>Raise cosmic flags, unfurled? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is love a constellation, <br>In the vacuum pack of cold; <br>A joyous distillation, <br>A yeast alive in mould? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's child's play. It is child's play.<br>It has no creed but come what may.<br>We write the screed, it's all display: <br>On bended knee, for luck we pray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's child's play. A wild child's play.<br>We take no heed, but remain unswayed.<br>It's child's play. It is child's play.<br>When we learn that greed, is here to stay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is the background irradiation, <br>More a subset of decay; <br>Not dog-eat-dog predation, <br>But chance as child's play? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So that's OK. That's what we say.<br>When the meme of hate, sells well, it pays! <br>It's child's play. It is child's play, <br>When our dreams deflate, in a listless haze.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So that's OK. That's what we say.<br>We lean on fate, like a brand new day.<br>It's child's play. It is child's play, <br>When we learn too late, what's been swept away!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dave+SmithWhite">Dave SmithWhite</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=573129" data-title="Song: Child's Play de Dave SmithWhite" data-description="Are accidents - reflections, Of the chaotic quantum world; Do the stars that rule the heavens, Raise cosmic flags, unfurled? Is love a constellation, In the vacuum pack of cold; A joyous distillation, A yeast alive in mould? It's child's..."></div> </div> </div>

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