Don’t let the bells tell you
how to ring in life; bells don’t live
Wait after you close the tap
there is still a drop ready to call
Do not point a finger at them
they are blind to what you do
walk on them if you wish
they will forgive you you you beg
But never walk on their dreams
because dreams are not forgiving
Tell the first man on the street you walk
to go home and relax
If you find a place to relax make sure
you have no one walking next to you
Do anything what you want as long as
that takes care of everything you want
Categories: National Poetry Month, Poetry
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