Where blue lagoons sing to the moon
And Love is all around.
Take me to creative land
Where best of us is found
Where Art and feelings sing all day
And life makes happy sounds.
Take me to that precious place,
Where Love and Peace, abound
Where minds can meet,
And hate defeat,
As souls are starward bound.
And say, I am thisI am me and my individuality,And I have a right to be,As long as I respect,The rights of others,And act responsibly,Respectfully,And realize,That nothing in life is free,Nothing of value,Nothing that will really last,Can be gotten without toil and suffering,That is what precious Liberty,Is to me.
The feelings that tie,The light that’s lit,How does it work?It’s a mystery to me,But while it lasts,Let Poetry be!
A Chant that’s Universally born,And becomes Magic in word’s form,You’re poetry is Light to me,It takes me to a special place,Where sweetness and beauty preform,A Symphony of Life, new born.
But, of all thingsIt’s Love, we chose.
As the clouds gratefully gather their tears,The thirsty Earth blesses the returning Spring,And glorious blooms seek space,To beautify Life,From without and from within.
The perpetrators,Of Dishonesty and Fraud.
