Millions of Light Years

2/21/17


The sap from a pine smeared
Onto clothing made from hides of deer

Not all organisms and lifeforms cry tears
Across a dark and bright sphere
Objects quite near
Or at distances of millions of light years

My mind clear
I'm sincere
I've only got so much time here

Could sip or skip on an iced beer
Got to take it to a higher gear
And pioneer
Close and by piers
Near the lowest and highest tiers

Could be all set to go
From head to toe
You just never know, might be more or less than nine years
Among items dull or sharp like spears
Experiencing things first hand is different than hearing it with your left or right ear
Occasional events that cause mass panic as it continues to strike fear
In plain sight and places you would never think of, signs appear
In control of our own ships, so you better try to steer

Near the end of days you just may have a greyish white beard

Hearts colder than ice jeered
Often at one of the only nice seers
Due to being unable to understand what they'd find weird

Regardless of if others might sneer
In and out of different areas my eyes peer
But occasionally the line of sight blears

By: Dalton Ogletree
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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