I WISH

I wish... O how I wish
Wishes were horses
And hopes were chariots
And dreams were things
That rhymed with horses;
Not like the Marriots, but
Like the forces of Nature
You know- the Elements
In the firmaments and such
Things that shape the future.

How I wish my life
Imitated my fantasies
And respected my dreams
For a life without strife
Where all the hustling and
The dealing, and the gaming
And the wheeling and all
The other things that rhyme
With dealing, like Healing,
Will heal my confounded life.

I wish... O how I wish
Wishes were horses
Or at worse donkeys, or
At the very least bicycles
To ride the tide of this crisis-
Filled life, filled with such strife
And vices, which rhymes with crisis.
O I need a steed to give me speed
Give me three wishes, a few horses
Just give me something to ride.

May 20, 2010