my Church
I can’t waste my time –
I must cross the line.
Trade my luck for the dime,
Like Tooth Fairy trades the tine.
You may extinguish my torch,
But you’ll never burn my Church;
And you’ll never take my light,
Because it is very bright!
I will never miss my chance;
If I hear a song – I dance.
You will always see my smile:
All the sadness I deny!
You should no give in to fear,
Because you should know, I’m here;
And you know I don’t go back –
You may be behind my back.
We have to go through the occasions –
I control the situations.
Wherever you go, whatever you do –
I will be right here helping you.
In your shadow I can shine,
There I see the violet’s bine.
And on any cloudy day –
We’ll be dancing in the rain.
So forget about your sorrow:
We’re not an actors of the Horror;
Every day’s – as the last day,
Day by day, and Day by day!..
12.11.18; 20:00-20:30.
Иллюстрация авторская: май, 2018 год (автопортрет).
Свидетельство о публикации №119041109634