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Monday, May 10, 2010

Billionaire of Youth - with audio

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Once there was a boy
So full of joy
On top of the world
He ran wild and free

A dragon was slain before breakfast
A princess would attend for tea
The world could be taken
For time needed no appointment

His sinews were supple
He was beautiful to behold
In his eyes shown the Universe
Birds spoke volumes of poetry
As they flew through the sky of his heart
Love was breath itself
No hand could arrest his soul

Remember when a blue sky revealed
What kind of beasts played there
In the churning satiny plumes -
Then rolling over in the dirt
To release a blasting steady stream
Of the scattering Dandy-lion's
Fuzzy white universe of stars

Time marched in the Foreign Legion
It's rifle salute did not dare
To trifle with the Robin's call
Nor could it blot out
The Cardinal's red coat

Each breath of air was
Sweet like Honey with
A child’s breast the comb
When yellow blooms of love
Clover and buttercups provided
Equal sensations of vibrant sun


The breeze played the strings upon his head
It caressed this neck and cheek

With a question for a slide
The boy played the seesawed game of childhood
He climbed each green apple tree
To find a pirate captain's treasure
A Robinhood, he snatched black ripened grapes
Of neighboring vines, and lustily consumed
The candied pleasures beneath their dusty coats

Then a dance sprung up from his legs
For the song of the moment
"Be off now 
To every kind of game and
To every kind of friend"

He was a billionaire of youth
A prince in foreign lands
No one spoke a word that
That he sought to understand
Playing at what is learned
Taking what was free
Damming what is earned

He looked with pride upon his empire
But the seasons played and it burned
Time wrought loss and caused the boy to leave
Upon returning the boy saw
That he and the kingdom
Were no longer the same
For everything had changed

The empire of joy was robbed, plundered, gone
So the boy turned away
To adventure in far off lands
He needed to get away further and more often
On ever increasing journeys in search of life
He lived in and through other imaginings
Traveling onward with the four elements
Of earth, water, air and fire

Floating freely high upon entertainment
The boy swam in projects,
Goals and reams of schemes
The future became the present
The past followed in dreams
But much of the now was forever lost

The empire lay destroyed and
No one yet comes to call
There are none fascinated to listen
While shadows grow ever tall
So time bespoke an age of rest

Now moonlight's entrancing dances
Cause the gray sands to glisten
Dimly recalling fortunes now spent
The glory of what was, now lies in sleep
The green estates, succulent orchards and
Dreams of castled lands have been exchanged
For a desert's expanse of rainbow scatterings
With only one thing left for inheritance
This shell of a wind-tattered dusty tent.


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