Eight weeks ago we - eleven rookies arrived
Each with our own twisted perception
Nate steered us through each stride
Eish! We had a total misconception!
Slowly like snails we began to move
We all had something to prove...
With Dr Pravits in the pilot seat
More confusion was offered for us to eat
Nervous systems and the works of the mind
We’ve learnt almost all of the human kind
A “chosen one” arrived from the Promised Land
Each day we felt like we’re in desert sand
Fear took hold of us more and more
Is this for me, or is it back to the core?
Our saviour arrived six weeks late
He taught us to be honest and not to hate
He assured us all is right
‘Cos reality sometimes gets tight
He made us believe in our own uniquity
Motivated us to face the reality....
In eight weeks, the puzzle got together
We all are ready for the flight
Feeling as light as a feather
Knowing what we’ve decided was right
Let’s hold up our heads and be grand
Let’s Search for truth – destroy the lie in our land!
© kopiereg 2011 - Kolaiah