You came up before
it wasn't up
I came in to town
you weren't in...
Down went da dream
You went out of zone
to simmer down
You came in to town
I didn't know...
Down stayed da dream
You came up again
just as before
I got out of zone
to settle down
And no one could say
just like before...
So stayed da dream
You zoomed through da zone
just like before
And got fresh a hint
not like before
Is this now the deal
which was before
or still just a dream
just like before...
Which way to dream
We have now a voice
unlike before
But have not a face
just like before...
Oh, what a dream
Is this now da voice
which was to come
Shall we have to wait
still for the face
How long a wait...
Now, what a dream
I hold on to fate
just as to faith
To work me my dream
now that I hear
I still have my fears
just as before
But since wiped my tears
so I'll be free...
Yes, what a dream
Will you stay with fate
just as I do
And pull up your faith
now that we know
Can you walk the talk
da bulk
Will you tame the game
da shame
What be your take
ya stake...
now that we know
not like before
It's still up for grabs
not for the drab
Oh, what a DREAM!
Just as the Internet happened upon us and changed our world, I foresee poetry in a new and renewed resurgence: the shorthand for social communication, back-stopping our drift away from heavy reading. Verses for the Masses promotes the Culture of "Popular Poetry", will help make our day, our way, our world, a better blend. Here be First Leg of my Literature Tripod & New Media Offerings. See "myblogversations" for Drama and "webloreswebtales" for Short Stories" on blogspot.com
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