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Aug 2022
You once had some free time
so you threw it away
don't need another second when the blue skies
are turning to Gray

the crystal ball said it would be all right
all your old friends are doing fine
no need to worry ,
about anyone you can go to sleep
when your day is done
without a worry without a care
without a bit of wisdom
that you can share
just wear your blinders
and they'll keep out the light
to live in total darkness
will be all right

it's not as easy as it may seem to turn a nightmare
into a dream you could do it if you had some help
at least that's what you keep telling yourself while sitting on that rainbow colored mushroom
and talking to that orwellian elf
nobody has any reason these days
to catch the pieces of the old realities
so they seek out new ones
in their Stead and keep them in boxes
underneath their bed

someday when it rains
or who knows maybe when it snows
you'll have some time
to pull  it
and maybe see what life was all about
that is if you have any extra time
in order to check it out

check it out check it out

check out
how often
you always have time

to give a **** or give a thought
or a kind deed

kindness
never costs you much
but it can buy a lot

you may realize that truth someday
when the box beneath your  bed is empty .
..gone away what'you find
is there instead
are page of
the daily news
to keep you warm
to keep you dry
and to be your bed

sleep on the sidewalk

sleep out in the cold
thats where  you'll  find ...plenty of spare time
to try turning
that  nightmare into a dream like the one
that you were once sold
even though
its getting old'
its getting old
it's getting old
just like sleeping out
in the cold
watching  as time keeps passing by
it's getting old its getting so old.....and so am I.
Keith W Fletcher
Written by
Keith W Fletcher  63/M/Oklahoma
(63/M/Oklahoma)   
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