The Wandering of Minds in Far Off Lands

Close your eyes a second, let your mind wander on;

Perhaps you will be surprised of what you stumble upon;

Golden towering trees filled with hearts of glee;

Snow covered mountains driving along the busy streets;

The blast of a horn coming from the distance;

Colossal castles tumbling, building resistance;

Resistance against the darkness that is crawling in;

Light in the midst of a struggle, the struggle to win;

Behold, the ever rising towers, soaring past the sky;

Through the exosphere and on, yet they will never fry;

For they are just your imagination, as everyone prefers to say;

Perhaps they will see the truth, perhaps one day…

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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