would you believe
if I told you you could leave
and fly to the ends of the world
teathered to a balloon
walk on water
taste your medicine
dripping from a silver spoon
would you believe
what's holding you back
is simply you yourself
not I..for simple people
like me..it's a case
of do or die..
live to see tomorrow
mayhaps even a
silver shadow
and a grown man cries
as he shakes his fists
at the sky..
why dear lord
as he waits for God's
reply..a thunderstorm
is brewing my friends..
as we kiss a chemtrail sky
what's falling on the ground
is filling us up..
and knocking us down..
By Rick Weber
February 14, 2012
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