From our Time


One would think they could find something better to do.. someplace else to be..

My friends may be Jew, black, Hispanic, folks say our time was manic we took dreams to think not panic, past to come built peace road of real..

love in heart for bigots.. geniuses, mental midgets.. love so much no covet or steal..

blocked wishes.. protect fishes.. artful paint on china dishes.. all of this and more lend no harm..

paint with fingers love lingers perfectly placed wake up zingers paint horizons  working on your farm..

history in vexed context few lessons learned as drunk car wrecks dot our  history with heroes born..

Mystery is always now.. rearrange change the how.. time is here to milk that cow.. plant grow it well to harvest corn..

Blessed human blessed voice blessed outer garments choice.. king mammal.. a dashing flashing you..

See it share it be it bare it so good folks will have to stare at best of best built by your dream crew..

Imagination memory.. where good dreams are kept.. those who cannot will not dream sat wayside and wept..

walk up to that dream house door dream a knock and key.. you can build your dreams inside..

dream wonder running free..

Down to it running fast.. back off to think.. set dream in heart time.. stand on dream brink.. Peace Tony

©AC.13.7.12.arr././

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