Not Living In The GreyA Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)
It’s hard to understand why would loved ones Want to… Tie my dreams to a sinking stone, Shackle my heart to level land, Tell my soul the world is flat. Is it a fear… That their lifetime of thinking inside the box was suffocating. Or worried what “society” might think. I for one don’t believe in societies rules of gray. It’s silly really, I mean who decides what is right… what is sane. What if I want to dance in the pouring rain? Getting a little wet never hurt anybody. I want to fly into a sky that can be any color I want… To sit upon the rainbow and watch The ocean wave at me as my dreams Make a splash Watch the mountain point with envy Wanting to climb my heart. Show every winding road that my soul Has no dead ends. To think in the box society packs Is a robotic way of thinking And I am not programmed that way, I’d rather have my circuits rust and have some color. I’d rather let my battery run down and live on solar energy So I could light the way like the sun to brighten a world of grey. © 2009 The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)Featured Review
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30 Reviews Added on November 26, 2008 Last Updated on November 8, 2009 AuthorThe Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)It's better to be dead and cool than alive and uncoolAboutBirth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate. This is my world of my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more..Writing
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