Poetry Today, Songs Tomorrow

Marksmanship

Life takes us to the ends of the universe

And watches us as we make

So many plunders

 the wonders live in our ways

so to say,

as happy times

so stop miming your life

and take charge with words

that deliver you to the center

of your empire.

Be jolly

And regard your folly as

Temporary

Through life we get a hand of cards

Drawn in our name

Let them say

Our time is wide

And full of color

Without hate.

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