Skip to My Lou

890.Skip to my Lou(Breaking Out)

The computer sucks my time away like no tomorrow
Even so, it somehow alleviates my sorrow
Knowing there are so many souls like mine
Crying out for a way to spend their time
Because time spent is better than spent money
We should all sit around with our honey
And get covered in the ambrosia so thick and yellow
Where is my dude, gent, or fellow?
Don’t know where I’m going, but they know where I went
Down the weird road so narrow and bent
Towards that odd spaceship of which I was sent
Onto another keen discovery as I walk as a majesty
So blessed with dreams and imagined scenes
Quantum jumping through brooks and streams
Next I’ll take off towards the sun
Since my mission’s never done
My automatic pilot is guiding me still
It isn’t my freedom, but choicest will
Throughout my journey ‘Skip to my Lou’
I’ll bury the hatchet threw and through
And if soldiers die of the sword
So policeman die of the gun, their accord
For that is what they live by
While by-standers can only sigh
Now I’m not ‘for’ or ‘against’
The magical force of consequence
Because life unfolds mysterious wings
In constant transformation of things
Besides the computer, there are other distractions
Flat screen TV’s, cell phones, and gaming actions
But we choose our technological toys
To flaunt tweet, and twitter our joys
Yet even as we learn, change, and adopt
Different values still remain in the thick of the plot
If you hold your breath, your face turns blue
But it doesn’t change the difference of me and you
Like a huge jigsaw puzzle of various color and shape
We still fit together on this huge landscape
And I could continue to write with the dictionary
Of various meanings quite extraordinary
But I too have limits for such endeavors
Hope I at least pushed a button or pulled a lever
In my never ending-story so clever
I just heard your thoughts say ‘Whatever!’ (LOL!)

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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