"They say to follow them so here we go / Doing the Apocalypse Calypso"
Apocalypse Calypso
On an odyssey of idiocy Where nobody makes any sense it seems The degradation and indignity Unfold as in a long night of bad dreams With no morning no opportunity To wake and wonder "what happened to me?"
Huddled together completely alone No past no future the present unknown Trying too hard to forget what has been Written on the wall by a spectral hand Too terrified to think of what will be Written in our blood on the drifting sand
Just hoping not to see not to be seen Where nobody could ever understand Just wishing to disappear quietly Lunesta midnight and Lexapro noon Strangers to ourselves in a stranger land At least they say it will be over soon
They say to follow them so here we go Doing the Apocalypse Calypso
I totally agree with what you express in your verses here, my brother. As for your daughter's comments, I can fully understand your joy. I have two daughters and they are gems of wonder. I also have a son and he is a gem of wonder as well. Children are precious no matter how old they are. My eldest is twenty-five tomorrow and she's still my little girl. Thank you, Stevie. Love and peace,
Regis
Reviewed by Connie Hinnen Cook (Reader)
Reviewed on June 23, 2006
Right on! (and Write on)!
Reviewed by J M (Reader)
Reviewed on June 23, 2006
I second the blown away, Thank you this one is powerful.
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Huddled together completely alone
No past no future the present unknown
Trying too hard to forget what has been
Written on the wall by a spectral hand
Too terrified to think of what will be
Written in our blood on the drifting sand "
Yes written in our blood on the drifting sand.
I respect your work too and will return soon.
This is a book of free verse poetry that addresses the seven main tests in life and offers some sensible solutions to passing those tests with minimal discomfort.
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"
Huddled together completely alone
No past no future the present unknown
Trying too hard to forget what has been
Written on the wall by a spectral hand
Too terrified to think of what will be
Written in our blood on the drifting sand "
Yes written in our blood on the drifting sand.
I respect your work too and will return soon.
Peace,
Joselyn
God Bless,
Lew