Is Earth just Trump’s orange bubble
That he can fashion to rubble?
Let’s anticipate
Don's schemes oh so great
That quickly make his wealth double!
Hi all you earthlings!
Starman here!
I'm back for the umpteenth time.
When will you ever learn?
When will you ever learn?
Where I come from we changed our ways
to adopt the common good by proxy.
Not to act when it's too late,
or almost too late,
in the tragedy of the commons.
Wars, climate change, pollution, heath and well-being,
you name it!
They all make Gaia weep and despair!
You'll all be gone before I can return again,
When will you ever learn?
Goodbye!
Sayonara!
Even though, you may not show it,
You're still a poet
But if you don't show it...
No one, will ever know it
So, show it
Don't blow it,
Poet
DON'T BLOW IT.
Slow down; life is not so real
Break down;
love is all you can feel.
What little time you have to be,
don't blow it,
children know how love should be,
just show it.
Don't blow it.
Fine line;
life is just sureal,
make time,
there's no time you can steal;
what little love that you may find,
surround it
Don't blow it.
if you have a dream,
be glad you've found it
Surround it.
Don't blow it.
Don't blow it.
Don't blow it.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
June 10 2016 have no music for this, and am welcoming anyone who wants to give it a try, I am just too busy right now. so give it a try, then send what you come up with to [email protected]. See how many versions we can come up with. Good luck.
I feel a little alone
Even with you by my side
I feel a bit left out
It's something I try to hide
But I didn't do a very good job
Because you just confronted me
About how you saw my shame
Now you want to know how I see
But maybe I don't want your help
Maybe it's not something I need
Maybe your help isn't helpful
But still you say I should take heed
I just don't know what I should do
You were my friend through and through
But now that we are closer
I just don't know what to do
I'm not sure how to handle this
I want you so bad, and you know it
But this is harder then it seems
I really hope that I don't blow it
I can't, I won't not for the other
So this thought for now I shall stash
In fact perish the thought at that
There is no way I'm messing this up
You are mine and that's a fact
I hope I am making the right choice
Because I'm breaking the other's heart
Or... maybe it's mine and I don't really know it
Is this something I should start??
Blow it all,
enjoy it,
what is going to happen,
did anything happen,
when you did not,
and clung to each morsel,
try this as well,
blow it all,
you can cite the difference in two,
if you cannot let me do,
if you were frugal,
you pitted your lifetime,
against what you had or can,
then tried an even spread,
now when you are spend thrift,
you find your life in near fatal rift,
or gamble on a dice when time comes to sift,
till that time you want to spread it thick,
do it,its an acceptable way,
I only hope future gamble does show an hopeful ray.
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