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FREE SOULS

 

Let’s sing for those free souls

Who catapulted across the lawn

Figments of a Spring dream

When boy and girl beam bright

Into a lover’s eyes

Hoping for full acceptance

Willing to accept less

But needing a partner

Through this dusty mess

A mate of consequence

Who takes seriously

This quest of life

Which offers only a slippery paw

To grab onto

As the train whistles by

Never pausing to look at you

Never caring, much less amending

Any cause involving you

            So you sign on for a promise

            Never to regret the passing of the day

            Fully aware of consequence

            Prepared to pass away

            Quietly, without complaint

            No begging for more time

            To pose with Excalibur

            Pretending to conquer time

            Or linger in sublime

Night and a cold fever

Swallows the land

A breeze from China

Carrying a deadly sneeze

And we worry about the falling equities                 

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