And If The World Breaks Down, I'll

A Poet Can't Afford To Be Aloof. The Tools Of His Trade Are The People He Bumps Up Against.

Laws And Machines Are Shaped To Fit The Classes.

People Ask Me Why I Connected. It Was Presumptuous Of Me To Say, But I'm Everyman. The Difference Is I Put My Thoughts Into Words.

And If The World Breaks Down, I'll Be Around.

I've Come To Terms With It, It Knows I Know.