Dreaming of Legos Monotetra
Using Jared Picketts form Monotetra
Dreamt I was a giant last night
running through Lego City height.
Smashing it to pieces with might.
Such a good fight, such a good fight!
At some point city became real.
And the buildings' pain I could feel.
Big giants standing on the hill.
Punching to kill, punching to kill!
Cleaving off huge chunks of red brick.
Asphalt flying but could not stick!
Smashing through walls with a swift kick.
Wanting this lick, wanting this lick.
It was as real or though it seems
smashing through the walls of my dreams,
trying to break free with loud screams.
No justice deems, no justice deems!
My prison walls are very real.
Wish it would help me to appeal.
My soul grows stagnant with no zeal.
To God I kneel, to God I kneel!
Though we live in different worlds
on a Merry-go-round that twirls.
See diff'rent views as life unfurls.
Tears cold as pearls, tears cold as pearls....
Inspired by Jonathan Taylor and Jared Pickett...
Copyright © Marty Owens | Year Posted 2012
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