She made the rules
She played the game
She knew her game was won
With head held high
She sailed the sky
Into the rising sun
She chanted quips
She cracked her whips
Around the world she went
With little love
And lots of smile
They stole her sentiment
They lured in her
With hearts aglow
And incantations steep
She fluttered in
Then walked right out
She knew their well ran deep
She rode the clouds
To Bethlehem
To seek His place of birth
Instead she met
Three bearded men
Who stole the truth from earth.
It made her weep
To see the lies
That shrouds humanity
To see the pains
Of consciousness
Chained by insanity
With rage she rode
The stormy clouds
Her tears flooded All aground
The earth filled up
The Oceans soared
and she was heaven bound.
Excellent stuff.
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:-) Thanks Robin.....
ReplyDeletehi Natasha..
ReplyDeletei've read many of your write-up's which are irrefutable and i like them all but you sound as sweet as you sing when you write positive ode.
an anonymous for you..