Fireworks are in my pocket, flammable and full of light.
See them flash in my eye socket, watch the embers take their flight.
Body submerged into fire, spirit soaring in the skies.
Crisis of heart is not dire, crisis of mind shortly dies.
Feel love rising and emerging, sunshine peaking through the clouds.
We will finish all our searching, our salvation has been found.
No more outlooks that are jaded, no more prejudice and hate.
Your facetious views have faded, guaranteed it's not too late.
No more salt inside these wounds now, they will heal and they will mend.
Bands will play eclectic tunes now, this world has an ear to lend.
Consciousness is most redeeming, no sense being comatose
Revolution is now beaming, to this I propose a toast.
Praise to every god and goddess, deity and prophet too.
You'll be praised for being modest, we will all be kind to you.
You will see many new faces, silently mouthing your names.
Tranquil nature covers bases, with belief and without blame.
Can you see a new world coming, all the gods merged into one?
Can you feel the movement drumming, as our world becomes more fun?
Spirits above, please tell me now, is this dream even legit?
Yes, my friend, you have shown us how, you are paint on our palette.
© Copyright Spoken by Jack M. Freedman
excellent meter and rhyme, which just made the words marry so well .. this opened with a very interesting couple of lines,and had me hook, line and sinker from start to finish .. very muchly enjoyed sir