They said it was for one
But left others too soaring
The silence was gone
And noise kept roaring.
Left out were those without the energy
Since it didn’t board anyone with lethargy.
The ones left out saw sour grapes
For the rest, it was a sun blocking drape
They reached out, emulated, initiated,
Their share of dreams.
For it was the feeling as smooth as cream.
The sentiment of a free-soul, grabbed their arm
Leading them away from shackles of past failures
The went on to create a setup they liked
A kingdom of their choice
All stimulated by on streak colored light
That was the play of the ray hope…..
The dark blue ray of hope.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
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