we must work in order to be happy
to forge ahead on
the roads we walk
it is easy to be sad and spend our days in talk
the places we have traveled since we let us from the
cage
are many years unraveled worrying about our age
we should live to live,
not live to die
by fabricating excuses
why, we cannot live spending time pining
for the
loss of future usage
when we can spend our time,
by and by,
knowing all
the places
climbing hills through gorgeous gorges weeks of
love-filled faces
love that brings life to the fore,
if not the way it
seems
we move along unbeaten paths to different kinds of
dreams
one going up to heaven's place
the other downward
stances
Sambo-faced round buttered tiger dancers
for a life we choose to live this way
like boats on
lapis lazuli waters, sailing
no eye on death, our tails following us wailing
tis better to be starting something with a chance of
falling rockets
than sitting on a sofa watching the news with hands
in our pockets
yes, I've seen the lonely ones
putting down lovers
for having fun
what would actually set them free,
being in touch with each other
like my lady and me
March 8, 2021
Baisha Beach
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