the red pony

what do you get from a broken window
what’s that sound outside the barn

when will paranoia kill me
what’s that land beyond the farm

are those mountains filled with wonder
will I find a treasure there

must my life begin and end here
why’s this burden mine to bear

who said I must never go there
who’s the judge of what I do

there is a way of cheating karma
think I’ll try and find it soon

Published by bernardsbarnes

Writer. Artist. Performer. A little boy dreaming of the stars.

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