That One Fine Day...
Many colorful characters come and go
Some are high and some are low
Mother reaches out to them all
The hair on their necks stand tall
Winter's on its way
But still they bang their heads upon that invisible wall
Towering between them and that one fine day.
They have lots to say
And yet, fail to listen to her pleading wisdom,
That has stood the test of time,
Well-before, they where taught to pray
Poets write about it
Artists paint about it
And Story tellers hide the truth between the lines
Entertained are thee
But few will ever pay heed to the signs
A blade of grass will always be blade of grass
My Dad once said
And the Devil will continue to dance, as long as he is fed
In this world, the hate will stay
Until, along comes, that one fine day,
When the axis of their souls does tilt,
Bringing an end to all War,
Busyness, Stress, fear and guilt
Then they'll struggle no more
From their hearts, a Light will shine bright
Giving their soul the gift of sight
Hate will turn to Love and Kindness
Fear will transform into True Freedom and Happiness
The World will never be the same
On
That One Fine Day...
Written By: Michael K. Englmann
On the Eighth Day
Of The Tenth Month
In the Year Two Thousand And Fourteen
AKA: BigBang / BlueSkyIgniter
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