A Far off Memory is Like a Scattered Dream
A Scattered Dream is Like a Far off Memory
I want to line the pieces up
yours
and mine
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The doorway stands firm
A passage way once open is now closed
Struggling to make the decision
you stand, the light slowly sinking down
Illuminating the golden stage as the sound of a cheering.
A Loud
Piercing
Unbearable
But heavenly cheering
It Screeches past your ear
As time and space stop
And the Earth stops rotating
Its all so quiet again
The Night sky
Moons
Stars
Galaxies
As you look up waiting
thinking,
Why?
As the smooth but tight strap holding your weapon of choice
tightly to your clingy chest.
Why of all worlds, am on this one?
Then the horizon light a gleaming sun
Bursting
Cracking
Shocking
It Lightens the floor
And the crowd
The People, standing
Staring
at me?
At Us...
The time is now
The place is here
And as you swing your weapon to holdster
Your bullets, a melody of sound
That stuns the soul
And rides the core
Upward and Onward
To the End we shall ride
And once more,
The Happiness begins