The sun strikes from high above
Thirty years or more ago
At university or in love
We spoke of Lumens
His law, or the glow
Of Luminous intensity
Immense then the density
Of the obnoxious teenager
Leaning against the bar
In a daring unfair refrain
A peacock on the prowl
A scowl for all authority
Some things never change
And some things stay the same
Rising in the east
And setting in the west
Concave or convex
The arc between
The sunrise and sunset
Is blessed
Intense then the
Propensity of youth
Now spent, fenced too far
In darings unfair domain
A hippopotamus with a growl
Cheek by jowl to then remain
Some things never change
And some things stay the same
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