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.
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