I could just sit for days, couldn't you?
Reveling in fantasy,
Allowing the real world to
pass me by,
Shading my eyes to reality.
Who wants to live in a world
cold with pain
Where sadness dwells on the
six o'clock news?
Where the wrangling mangling
madness of hate
Runs amuck in spite of
Society's views;
Where rules stand for
nothing,
And order is shunned,
And freedom is held at the point
of a gun;
Where common sense dies,
Compassion is lost,
And worth becomes measured by
how much is won.
I'd sooner imagine a
different world.
I know it exists;
I've seen it before.
It tickles to laughter the
smile on your face,
And holds in its fingers the
key to a door
That opens revealing a room
filled with glee
Where I can run reveling in
fantasy.
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