The World Unknown To Me
The World Unknown to me
Let me write of things I do not know
underneath the folds of nothing
beneath a fake moon's glow
I'll write about my pretend university days
and my dope smoking ways
traveling life high
experiential artistic faze
In the company of fifty shady ladies
with long sexy legs
who thought I was amazing
screaming out my name in praise
I could write about here or there
about having balls so big
nothing would give me a scare
Others could admire me
saying "Boy he has a pair"
Yes I'd be someone
suave and debonair
a golden boy
with long flowing Fabio hair
reclining enticingly in a chair
with throngs of made up people
mesmerized as they stare
Me being aloof as if I didn't care
Or maybe I'll write about
jumping from a plane
how I only travel in the fast lane
Can you relate to the pretend things
that reside in my brain
Come travel with me on a bullet train
Run through the streets naked
in the pouring hot summer rain
This world of illusion
is mine to maintain
The fabric of thought
can take the strain
If I don't like something
I just rewrite it again
after all depending on what I make up
You might learn
I'm a smidgen away
from being
on the precipice of insane
Cracked or cool
a pretend genius
wrapped in the skin of a fool
Words written are a powerful tool
watch the unwinding of my spool
Lessons taught by observing
the apposing things in life that duel
Come sit at the bench
Roll up sleeves pull up a stool
fable and pen are waiting
spill red ink on paper you are born to rule
this is a different kinda school
We are all teachers
ideas are the fuel!
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2017
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