Fortune City

poem by: Horace Edmunds
Written on Sep 09, 2013

Take a walk, I heard her say, and walk your dog along the way,
but be careful of all you do, for the dog-police may catch on to you.
So I ventured off into the expanse,just barely dressed in a pair of new pants,
when to my surprise, what did I see, but a newlywed couple coming closer to me.

This couple were not your ordinary sort, Instead they're the kind that would laugh just for sport.
I'd take care,said I, if you wish to come back, for the Ones who are watching may give you no slack.

On and On this round went for as long as it lasted, and then the newlywed couple tossed their cookies, and fasted.
Just relax, said a voice, from deep in their psyche, who'd
it turn out to be but the LIFE cereal kid, Mikey.

If you think that I've lost it, He said in a hurry,
I'm a bit more involved than you think, so don't worry.
I've taken some measures to ensure your protection,
So don't protest so much when your lost for direction!

Trying to dodge all the cute admonition, we covered it up in time-honored tradition, but we left such a mess that it seemed quite a pity, until the owner came back, the one
that owns Fortune City.

I'm sure that you're wondering where all this goes,
for the end of the rainbow isn't wrapped up in woes,
but the answer is plain to the raw nitty-gritty,
we won't deny tha we're wrong if we want Fortune City.

So relax, and kick-back while your homeland is brewing,
There's a method at work, and He knows what it's doing,
if you're certain that some have a knack for this ditty,
Then let them read on 'til they reach Fortune City.

 

Tags: sad, inspirational, scary, hope,

 

 

More by Horace Edmunds

...
Dedicated to the ...

poem by Horace Edmunds

Along life's dim lit pathway, left to chance or left to choice, we always hear one calling, saying, listen to my voice... Throughout the time we spend here, we're doomed to join the chase, but climbing out, we look about, an... Read more