When I first sat in a church, I squirmed and gave the preacher fits. Later in life, sober, I listened to words written by man. Lately I wonder how much money has been made using the words of God and who got it. And throughout life I’ve questioned many things.
To the moon, no…
Rocketship fueled and ready to go
gleam in my eyes, my own
time has come.
Delays have come and gone
potholes have been patched
speedbumps shaved down
tears been wiped, to do list
wiped clean.
To the moon, no
but out there among the stars
not where the fake ones live
those Hollywood freaks and geeks
instead where Mercury and Pluto
are watched over by Capella
a real star.
I’m making this writing long
and make no sense in hopes
the reader shall try to understand
what is really being said.
Happy Friday 🙂
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