Thursday, November 7, 2013

Bubble:

I came upon
A dull which 
She looked
Blue and green
 
I took her hand 
She blew off the dust
Her working past
Had hints of rust
 
I spied some more
She said no,no
And walked again
And walked away
 
I fished in my pocket
Threw a bottle
And at that moment
She reacted 
 
She turned mean
Began to start
Billions of potions
Moving parts 
 
Gray clouds parted
To seas of blue
Vibrant greens
Of every hue
 
Then it began
To whir and spin
Before I noticed
I was in
 
The sky was bright
A burning sun
From dawn to dusk
In the sky it spun
 
As I explored
Day turned to night
Out came the moon
A wonderful sight
 
As twilight faded
I lay down to rest
A peaceful dream
This place was the best
 
I awoke the next morning
To a terrible sound
A man had been killed
He lay dead on the ground
 
Nobody came
No tracks in the mud
Three holes in his chest
And a not a clue how

Lightning crackled
Thunder roared
A shiver shot through
My spinal cord
 
A storm was coming
Once more to reign
To bring sadness, sorrow,
Feelings of pain
 
I thought as the rain
Poured from the skies
What seemed like beauty
Was sorrow in disguised
 
Another day passed
And soon a week
A month a year
No track to keep
 
Each day spent
Full of new mistakes
Disasters and bruises
Lives at stake
 
This day I speak of
In 65' 
The day I set
This monster free
 
Was eighteen years
Ago today
But I don't look back
On it with dismay
 
For during my stay
I came to see
That though I set
A monster free
 
It came as a package
A two for one with
The shining moon
And the burning sun
 
For every frown
A smile appeared
For every laugh
A matching tear
 
A yin A yang
A balanced scale
For every win
An equal fail

Time is up
And time to change
The rules are different 
Now balance will go way

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