It is the dream
It is the dream that
makes the life worthwhile,
the joy of success, the joy of progress.
Like the knife and the scream,
me and my self-esteem,
and the penny and the dime,
and a pantomime
without a tongue...
...sung in the lyrics of a song,
the dream and the long-long
feeling of joy go together.
And never will fate
come to me, state
her business,
for I you see
am free.
____________________________________________________________________It is the dream that
makes the life worthwhile,
the joy of success, the joy of progress.
Like the knife and the scream,
me and my self-esteem,
and the penny and the dime,
and a pantomime
without a tongue...
...sung in the lyrics of a song,
the dream and the long-long
feeling of joy go together.
And never will fate
come to me, state
her business,
for I you see
am free.
I hope you liked that short poem. It is about time I put some effort into writing this blog - never mind that I wrote it in the very latest ten minutes I could afford. What I wanted to say with that, however, is similar to Albert Camus' idea of the meaning of life. One must create his or her own meaning in life and rejoice. No, I haven't found one yet. I guess it'll take about five years. But when you live for beauty then nothing really matters... Anyone can see I am happy.
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