Paradox Lost

pictures play
inside my mind
of another me
and another time

another me
of simpler ways
another time
of gentler days

where a different sun
shone a different light
on a different world
with a different plight

a gentler moon
with silver beams
softer dreams…

of golden rules
and faith and prayer
love and peace
every everywhere

for me to embrace
and touch and feel
only my imagination..?
none the less real

till…my supervisor’s rings in my cubical.
“Get back to work!”

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