Unspeakable... So I Wrote It Down-
somewhere I was gently cruising as I dreamed
everything I saw was magically vivid it seemed
like the color applied to a painter’s brush
slowly gliding because I was in no rush
I remember it all and I was wearing a smile
but everyone else’s happiness was placed in a file
then came a sad schizophrenic summer storm
instead of drops dripping from a cloud, they were torn
and all the lights began to change their shade
as the roads leading home began to fade
I wondered like a ghost whose fate was sealed
like the floating fog dancing on top of a field
I saw mountain romances that slowly evolved
but their question of love or lust never was solved
people’s life were buzzing like a honey hive
and the queen’s command would never survive
the ungoverned ground began to chain all creatures
as freedom surrendered its only true feature
of a visionary’s life unbound by anyone’s words
the sky spiraled black as the stars turned to birds
the harbor’s channel filled with endless sand
as the candle lit prophet was trying to understand
just then the haystack hills leveled with the earth
and the golden peaks quickly lost there worth
but hope replaced the fear that we live by
and white holes opened up in the sinister sky
as wingless angels wanting to fly must now climb
and in the end, the acidic onlookers ran out of time
Copyright © Luke Steadman | Year Posted 2009
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