HEAR THE BELLS TOLL

So I return home from a journey not taken

The TV shows morons making a fool of themselves

All the kids now want is the glitter not the gloom

“So what’s so important about those books on the shelves”

Love is now packaged in doom

We should try to share the intensity

Of the ray that beams out of the purest heart

No one should surrender

To the everyday ludicrous travesties

Or the ray will ricochet

Off into the infinite nowhere

I tried to believe

I really tried

but it didn’t stick

Like a transplanted kidney

My logic rejected

And rejected it

I tried to walk proud

So now I walk proud

My head sticks up

My spine un-hunched

Like I’m the proudest one

of the bunch

Still I’m so tired of hitting empty space

So I embark again

on an endless journey not taken

Time is upon us

and really cannot be forsaken