Observe Land Of Purple Skies Poem by Roger Snow

~~~ Observe Land of Purple Skies ~~~~


Lights go down over Town
while the Citizens settle in

for an Evening of Peace

or so they hope,
but who can say in this Town known
for breeding sneaks

It's that Purple Sky

you know the one

that one with the dotted eye.

Between where you are and the Sun

The River runs Black
through this country side

Though that doesn't effect
the sweet temptation
nor cause the sneaks to hide

Under that Purple Sky
and deep within your Heart

The Children of Mushrooms
come out of hiding
to play their Part

Jack stands, his Soul so clean
it seems to even glow, ,

Jack passed Judgement many decades before

so he doesn't care to ponder his being
nor it's score

you see jacks an alienist
and lives alone on a secluded shore

Well I'm just an Observer, no Master am I

a well healed cruiser, beneath that Purple Sky

Not here to guide
Not here to Control

Just stand to watch the Pride
of The Elitist residing down below, ,

There seems there's always something to watch
in this scenery sublime

I wonder if I have a Watcher
maybe one who can read my Mind

If so, imagine what they must Feel
every thought I have, is colored
in Textures Surreal.

Under that Purple Sky
here where Jack and I

have come to make a final stand

You'll find nothing new, nothing to bow
to the Elitist Commands.

~~~~ End ~~~~