Milky Way

My eyes fly away to the milky away

With a martian beeming a welcome signal

My vision is divided into two with the

Line in the middle quickly blurring

It’s pulling me into the distortion field

A realm I had never dreamt of before

And with eyes cast away I set sail

Through the milky way into caves

Filled with ancient jewels hidden

From the demons lurking this earth

And in their eminence I saw a brilliance

Words only wish they could capture

But it reminded me of a time I was maybe 9

And the sun did shine and I looked around

I was free of the ego’s games
And at peace in my domain

The little child became a bitter player

And wanted the world to crown it ruler

Yet did we ever find how much power

It is that satisfies our souls?

Am I just a fool to dream of something more?

What was I come here to do?

Have you asked yourself that too?

Into the Milky Way I’m gonna fly away

The Martian has replaced my field of vision

With some kind of light that won’t be dimmed

I’m afraid I’ve lost my mind now -- so to speak

Though I’m not sure I ever had it much to begin with

Was not our lives championed by our pleasures?

And was not our pleasures ever dwindling?

And when the moments added up in your bag --

Did it create a lag while stumbling through time?

Did it find a way into your lonely mind?

When it it’s just you and you --

What did it say to you?

Did it tell you it was all wrong?

That you were to blame for the coventry?
That you laid aside victory for misery?

Beause your heart hated itself so bittery?

Did you tell yourself a sad, sad story?

From your great continuing memory?

I know what a struggle it is to roll the dice

At the break of dawn and watch

As the numbers go up and down

As we circle the sun all around

Never really knowing when the circle ends

Or when it begins

But to each day we must roll our dice

And play our best hand

For who knows the stakes in this unknown land?

Some would tell us sin will do us into the ground

And I wonder if they really think God’s plan

Is to murder the confused as villains of evil

And for us righteous, should we stand tall

As we leech off whom God would deem small?

Yes, I can see the stars now

And this martian is asking me if I ever had a name,

And it occurs to me
How could I?