Skip the light fandango, touch the stars
Dare to break down prison bars
That stop our spirit soaring free
Take on this crazy world – just BE!
Why have our youthful dreams gone west?
Mediocrity – a life sans zest
Our enthusiasm dampened down
Time to break out – paint the town!
That life is finite, we well know
We cannot stop the sands that flow
Or squeeze more hours in our day
How come we squander time away?
We can't go back – the race grinds on
Love of money is an empty song
At least that's how it seems to me:
The best things in this life are free!
(c) Poet in the woods 2016