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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In to the future times, eons from now My friends and I in newest time machine We flew to reach a world, enchanting! Wow! With rose thickets, meadows and lofty pines No heat; no Sun, in there; a lone full Moon Was smearing sandalwood balsam on us Running bunnies and frolicking raccoons Did run a riot, while bees honey hummed buzz My friends were filled with joy and flair, new-found One reined a dinosaur; one chased a hound One painted white, a crow; one tamed a bear One dressed a wounded deer and hugged with care One ran for sweet honeys dripping from trees With tongue outstretched and hit a black outcrop Some climbed the trees and ate the fruits with glee Some clung and swung to banyan’s hanging props One raised a bough like a sword; displayed his brawn And screamed, “I am the king of these realms green” Adorned his wife with milky quills of swans Her red headband and preened, “I am the Queen” Went on and on my peoples’ prank and mirth Till sounded time machine, “It’s time, it’s time” We sprinted back to occupy our berths And left that world of bliss with thoughts sublime And back in my office; on broken chair Below my screeching fan, with grim grimace I sighed aloud and reached the open air To find my friends drudging in Sun’s furnace A wrenching feeling rudely swept my mind “We live in neither future nor in past To this Present alone we’re firmly chained And breathe the breeze of this minute and last” When truth unclothed had streaked before my eyes Returned I sad and broke my truck of lies
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