Poetry

Sunday, 25 October 2020

in a perfect world

 In a perfect world

There'd be no faces behind the glass

There'd be no separation

And all would be free to pass


In a perfect world teeth would stay in the mouth

The birds would not fly south

There'd be time enough to listen

And a right time to die

Oh how the leaves would glisten

After the rain clouds cry

In a perfect world


In a perfect world

We'd be young and strong

And each of us run the marathon

And no stumbling blocks

Or hidden traps

Could make us fall between the gaps

In a perfect world

For you and I


In a perfect world the Jade vase

Would sing outloudly of the hands that made

The Empire that was once waylaid

But now climbs up from the ashen grave


In a perfect world the dragons will fly 

Like red kites across the sky

And we will march under one banner

And all the larch will make for good lumber

And I can be in my manner

And no human being will be merely a number

In a perfect world

For you and I

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