Getting ready to fool,
And talk to trained seals,
That will grunt and applaud,
The fish dangled in front,
Of their dull minds and eyes,
Thinking it will be,
Their next promised meal,
But the fish is secure,
In the Corruption Machine,
They’re only running,
To get more and more,
And the dumb applauding seals,
Cannot even shop,
At the Machine’s Profit Store.
We seemed to be an empire,Now, not even sad song.Our own elected leaders,Want for us, all that’s wrong,We failed ourselves, our childrenOur dreams, even our Home.< br>< br>o
We can be what we want to be,But here and now,Dreams are made of sadness,And impossibilities,What should be, cannot be,Like this love,Between you and me.
But did so much bad!What makes man, the Monster he is,Partly good but mostly bad.
Human or Divine,Escapes your heartbeatHow do you know,So much!And have such clear intuitionAnd spiritual, premonition,Incredible, knowledge and visionThat all your words, amaze usTime and time, again!I love good, unusual peopleOf which there are so few,That, when, by chance one appearsThey’re like an amazing flowerA delightful cool breeze,That softly blows thruLife’s imaginary, lonely trees.
The way I feel for you,Every hour, every year,Every minute, thru and thru:Like a cloud that cannot rain,Like an ocean white, not blue,Like a winter on a plain,Like transparency of dew,Like the light that comes and goes,Where it stops, nobody know,Like the wind tied to a tree,A deep pain you cannot see,Tell me this and…
Happens to me,Hard to define,What it is,It is a feeling of the divine,A renaissance in peace,Indescribable happiness,When I read Poetry,I’m blessed,And ready,For all the rest!
