DEFINITELY.... MAYBE

Wrote this after I read John Lennon's "Imagine" for the first time..........
My "JUVENILE" (thanks....Everyman ...) poem shows the difference between the real deal and an impostor ..................again a relatively old poem

The poem typed out here is EXACTLY the same one i wrote waay waay back.... It has its flaws; which i can appreciate now. but going about to edit a work i wrote a long time back does'nt make sense....... "ROLLING IN THE MUCK IS NOT THE BEST WAY OF GETTING CLEAN"

CAN'T STOP DREAMING


A day will come when we all live together
building bridges ......not walls that last forever
when a woman need not bother if its night or day
Just imagine a day when things are that way.......

A day will come when we are not shy to smile
show that we are human....... and not be scared to cry
when kids run to school and walk back home
and no one needs to know how it is to be alone

A day will come when neighbours won't be strangers
when our dreams go higher and our thoughts stray farther
when distances and borders exist only on maps
maybe it wont ... but i am hoping. perhaps.......

The Reprobate

Listening to : Nirvana : Come As You Are (it never gets old....)

Reading : The Tipping Point........

Quote until the next blog : Omnes una manet nox - The same night awaits us all. (Horace)

Jargon until next time : BRB - Stands for 'Big Red Button'. The thing you hit when all else fails.