Bones, Horizons & Zones Poem by John Sensele

If my horizon could expand
My world happier would be
Cos all issues and tissues in my stand
Would yield a field of glory and glee.

If my horizon could freeze
Fears and tears I feel for no reason
I'd heed pleas for once to seize
Moments to release my mind from its poison and prison.

If my horizon could assuage
The guilt and silt I could jilt
In the present or past age
My fears and tears could at once wilt.

If my horizon could crawl
Forward away from propaganda and prejudice
Felt for no reason in my sole role
As devil's advocate, I'd secure all at once joy and justice.