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World of Words by Elias Tobias

World of Words with Elias Tobias is copyrighted © 1998-2001 by Michael Hall.

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I've Got A Secret

I’ve got a secret.
It’s something you should
Really, really know.
In fact, you are a part of the secret,
But I can’t tell you because
It’s a secret.
I didn’t promise anyone I would
Keep the secret, so I won’t 
Betray anyone’s trust.
I won’t tell you, because if
I do, it won’t be a secret anymore.

What are we fighting for?

Love, hate, money or war,
What are we fighting for?
Love, hate, money or war,
What are we fighting for?

When will the wounds stop bleeding?
When will the eyes stop crying?
When will the hearts stop hurting?
When will there be a stop to killing?

Love, hate, money or war,
What are we fighting for?
Love, hate, money or war,
What are we fighting for?

Some say things are better left unsaid.
Meanwhile more people end up dead.
If they’re not dying, they still see red.
I’ve got questions racing in my head.

Love, hate, money or war,
What are we fighting for?
Love, hate, money or war,
What are we fighting for?

Emotions can get to the best of us,
And violence gives a great rush, 
But we don’t feel the knife’s touch
Until the pain gets to be too much.

Love, hate, money or war,
What are we fighting for?
Love, hate, money or war,
What are we fighting for?

Back to the Basics
Let’s go back to the basics of love. I want you to understand I Just want to hold your hand. I want us to find a Love that is one of a kind. I want us to never part, and At the end of the day, I can Still call you my sweet heart. Let’s go back to the basics of love. Let’s go back to the basics of love, girl. Let’s go back to the basics of love. It’s like learning the ABC’s. How wonderful life could be. There’s 26 letters in the alphabet, But our love isn’t over yet. It’s like starting over again, No matter where we’ve been. Let’s go back to the basics of love. Let’s go back to the basics of love. Let’s don’t worry about the past. We have a future for us at last. Life can get so complicated, And old ways seem outdated. I believe we’re a real family, And we go together like peanut Butter and jelly. Let’s go back to the basics of love. Let’s go back to the basics of love, girl. Let’s go back to the basics of love. It’s like learning the ABC’s. How wonderful life could be. There’s 26 letters in the alphabet, But our love isn’t over yet. It’s like starting over again, No matter where we’ve been. Let’s go back to the basics of love. Let’s go back to the basics of love. I want you to understand I Just want to hold your hand. I want us to find a Love that is one of a kind. I want us to never part, and At the end of the day, I can Still call you my sweet heart. Let’s go back to the basics of love. Let’s go back to the basics of love. I want you to understand I Just want to hold your hand. Let’s go back to the basics of love.

Circles of Life

A man and his son stopped by a pond one day.
Sitting on the bank, he picked up a rock and said
“Let me tell you something you need to remember.”
The youth looked into his father’s eyes and waited.
The man threw the rock into the pond.
See the circles in the water that form as the rock hits?
The youth nodded.

“When we are born, the rock hits the water,
 and each life touches another.  Your life touches mine.”
In the first circle we learn to touch and feel and see.
Then in the second we learn more and more.
by the 10th ring in the water you are where you are now.
What you learn in the future rings will depend
on what you already know.”
“Yes, father,” the boy acknowledged.

“In later circles, your waves will connect with others.
They may pass through and not affect you, but some circles
may bump against yours and you will deal with that.
By then you will be strong, but know when not to fight.
You will have knowledge and know when to use it.
You will not be afraid, but will realize fear is your friend.
You will love, and know what giving your heart means.
All this can happen after my rings hit the shore and disappear,”
the father continued.

“What happens when I cast a stone?” he asked.
The boy picked up a rock and through it in the pond.
Many ripples echoed the impact.
“You will have children, too and you must tell them about the circles.”

A different look appeared on the youth’s face as the father picked up a large flat stone.
“This is a special stone,” he started.
It can be thrown once, like the others, for one circle,
or it can skip over the water many times and make many circles.”
The boy held the flat stone in his hand, clutched its edge
and threw it sideways with a flick of his wrist.
It skipped four times almost to the other side of the pond.
“Four times!” the boy exclaimed with a smile.

“Your life is important to those you are connected to and
 those  whom you will connect, “ his father said.
“Remember you can go only one circle at a time, otherwise you will get confused.”
“Yes, father,” he responded and they walked the rest of the way home.