Getting, getting, getting away
From life’s reality
Its noisy traffic,
In a poetic way.
Looking for peace
And calming days
Where twilight is easy
Brings night, peaceful sleep
Hoping, hoping that the new day
Will not bring back memories
Of dreams that did not stay,
Those that were never possible
Anyway,
Those that were always,
Out of reach
And too far away,
Where love was cradled.
But never did stay,
Where love just drifted
Drifted away,
In a most poignant
And melancholic way.
Think about it:Brain Washing,As far as you could see,Censorship, spyingIn the family,No professional choice,No entrance or exit,No Voice!Not one ounce of Liberty.Be very careful,America,And preciously guard,Your priceless treasure,Never stop fighting,For what is right,For yourself,And the rest of the WorldNEVER leave LIBERTY,Out of your sight,Or out of your hands,For those that will Wrong,Every Single Human Right!
Not your wishesOr silly mounts,Following crowdsNot good accounts,Be original,Think, don’t mount,The wrong trainAnd from the Mountain shoutWhat’s in your heart,That makes you proud.
You can imagine,In a most naturalAnd heart felt fashion.
Or have no proof ofHow to handle,Not only your fingersMay get singedBut your ownIntegrity and reliabilityMay be questioned,Melted or burnt awayLike a lying, candle.
To fill your day,Not all may agreeBut for me,It is just that way,And the happinessThat brings,Is enlightening,Making me look at life,In an entirely different way!Humbled by this happinessI write,Hoping also to please,Someone, SomewhereSomeday.
For my readers,Give them all that I have,In an essential way,Not to bore Them.
