Look at them
Riding on their golden gondola
Down a steady happy canal
Unified in utter rejoice
Look at me
Riding on my skeletal gondola
Down a foggy mournful canal
Vanquished in utter solitude
Past, Where were you?
Swallowed by fearful regrets?
Missing the various excitement
That life flows out?
Ok, Think hard and fast forward
Here I sit
Trying and trying
Pondering and pondering
This very life’s quality
Stuck in-between happiness and misery
Doing all my best
To color all of this thought decayed thesis
Pertaining into
A life worthy of living
Oh, Now I realize
I can ride the golden gondola
But, Also the skeletal gondola as well
It’s all a fulfilled venture
Into a coexistent realm
Where every last feeling runs vast
Where Golden Eagles and Skeletal Vultures form
Flying, Loving and living on strong
Singing fates most exhilarating eccentric songs
As Harps and Organs
Play the night away
Everlasting Love
I dream it to come true
Do you?
Come and tell me
My very heart is open
It’s wide open
Come on through
And always know
It belongs to you
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
12/9/09
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