The land of Free
I walked in line, following time after time the one in front of me,
2 by 2's and 3 by 3's a number for you and another for me,
We're all just number, we're taught to believe,
Then I was suddenly struck with the warmth of raining light,
A beam, a beam no bigger then my hand whispering "follow me,"
So following the need in me to see more then I have seen I follow,
Following that beam showing me colors, my blindness has never seen,
Colors non existent in my colorless reality,
I followed to I shore I swear I didn't know had been, I swear,
There Upon a sea new to me was a boat named philosophy,
This little boat had a li
Beauty like a storm
Beauty like a storm, dangerous, powerful, dark deep and more,
Colors tunnel in the sky, such vivid brilliance unseen before,
Left in awe of depth and mystery,
No bland cloudless blue sky day,
Rain pure and seamless, winds leaving you breathless,
Heart beat matching rising lighting, Thunder leaving you delightfully shuddering,
Birds dancing in torrents like fish in waves, in silk sheets of black and red,
The deathly silent anticipation wait,
Rash senseless urge to run in fields of grey,
Water's boiling in colors divine,
Trees left bowing to the perfect rhyme,
Earth in unison with the sky,
Showing all else morta
Modern Faerie Tales
Snow white's a stripper from downtown Denver,
Tom thumb is a dealer from Hastings Vancouver,
Cinderella lives on Happily Ever After Street,
That's suburbia third house on the left,
She's the one dusting the dog and everyone knows she's on meth,
Jack and his beanstalk were put away,
He climbed a ladder to a roof and tried to flyaway,
He still fights off giants in his sleep,
With all the drugs, doesn't remember those he meets,
Sadly sits and just watches rerun jeopardy,
Puss and boots was finally caught,
He was skinned and priced in a boutique shop,
Now some lady wears puss and boots,
Everyone complements her b
`It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day,
Sun rising pushing night away,
All the colors creating the today,
Molding silently in our sleep, into trees, clouds, and streets,
God painting unseen with loving hands,
Moving mountains, creating for us,
Proving his father's love with each flower and branches' bend,
Taking care of the sparrow in its nest,
Covering a homeless man with newsprint of today's tragedies,
Fulfilling promises in our lives, despite the spite we live,
Because he promised that even the least of these, my friend,
He pours fog over the waters of his oceans,
Giving us a chance to see the sun burn through and have the
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