ReAl wOrLD
To the real world,..we returned...
set our dreamings aside,...
forsake,.. not,..bridges burned
back to our, fantasy ride,..
But we start a new year
remembring well of our last,..
To,..take heed into future,.
as well... as all of the past,..
The holidays embibe,...into
ritual space...
Reality,..arrives ..and
sets you back in your place....
We try to understand,..
how we'll genuflect,..and confess
within supply and demand,..
Howdowe.?. fit into this mess.?
We start up the grinding,..
we pick up the speed,..
a pace we're not minding,..
is matching our need,..
Time,..flys by quickly,..
then,..it's over,..undo the collar,..
back the same time,..tomorrow,..
another day,..another dollar.
The ultimate Job???
What would you pick,..?//
one builds up your dreams,..
or just makes you sick,..
no matter which one you'll take
you still ....will return,..
to the life you can make,..
can afford,..and will earn.
From: Pete Callas @ the Cadillac Studio
Callasarts@msn.com
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