Free Cee the Fu-King End
THE F*CKING END
One night last night I dreamed it was the last night
I mean the f*cking finale, baby, I mean the end
i'm talking about fire, fear and being filled with fright
i'm talking about an end no one can defend
i'm finished with the dreams that steal my breath
they plague me nightly with horrid scenes
rather than to keep on dreaming i'd rather choose death
although sometimes it's difficult to decipher what every dream means
last night I dreamed last night's dream was my last dream
the last time I would visit night time's abode
but the next morning I would be awoken by a scream
and quaking would be every street, avenue and road
last night I dreamed that there was peace at last
no more bombs, no more rifles or gun
the future was about to become the past
when the moon doused the stars and the sun
last night, as it turned out, wasn't the end
and we will survive to discover what lies beyond the bend
there will still be tyrants with tyrannical ways by the score
and that's why, as for my damnable dreams, there will still be more
© 2012....copyright PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
Copyright © Jeffry Cohan | Year Posted 2012
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