Who am I kidding ?
Of course I live on a cloud,
Cloud cuckoo land to be proud.
My life is wrapped in dreams,
No-one else gets me it seems.
But hey, what do I really care ?
Here I own my feelings,laying bare.
No use kidding the likes of you,
And besides I'm sure, you already knew.
My thoughts are courted by Utopia.
Except I live in a world of myopia.
That's not to say unkindly words,
Just observably I'm not being heard.
Because I try to move things on,
Before we spoil our world, and then it's gone.
A power can help, all we lack,
I'm trying hard to learn the knack.
And bring the train back to the track,
Where Love and Peace are coming back.