A to be
Different degrees 

So much style without substance
So much stuff without style
It's hard to recognize the real thing
It comes along once in a while 

Like a rare and precious metal 
Beneath a ton of rock 
It takes some time and trouble 
To separate from the stock 
You sometimes have to listen to 
A lot of useless talk 

Shapes and forms
Against the norms
Against the run of the mill
Swimming against the stream
Life in two dimensions
Is a mass production scheme 

So much poison in power
The principles get left out
So much mind on the matter
The spirit gets forgotten about 
Like a righteous inspiration 
Overlooked in haste 
Like a teardrop in the Ocean 
A diamond in the waste 
Some world-views are spacious 
And some are merely spaced 

Against the run of the mill
Static as it seems
We break the surface tension
With our wild kinetic dreams
Curves and lines
Of grand designs