Dancing Fools
What a strange world we’ve made
The racing and chasing for pots of gold
The lives we’ve created we now evade
With dreams of escaping or days of old
Stranger still that we do not alter
This beastly system that binds and tames
Rather we stress and strain trying not to falter
Or fall, as we play these silly games
How alluring the fools who laugh and dance
Oblivious to the scoffs and stares
Theirs a world of divine romance
Which looses chains and changes cares
I haven’t been by here in awhile… but I really like this piece of yours. rock on.