Kevin Patrick

Gold Star - 12,797 Points (Taurus / Ontario)

Over The Hills To The Land Of Dreams And Gold - Poem by Kevin Patrick

Hey Runner, what you doing with those jittery feet
You get knowwhere with quicksand in your knease
Got to trade the stone if you want to leave home
The highway is waiting for the brave and the bold
Where the raven sits by, with his forwarning eye
Says 'When you make your fortune you will bare the knife'

Over the hills to the land of dreams and gold

When you reach your mecca dont expect milk and honey
vultures devour where its warm and when its sunny
So play your cards right and keep them close to your nose
The decks always stacked so bribe your way through the show
Cause sooner or later the butcher becomes you
When all your dreams fade and its nightmares that come true

Over the hills to the land of dreams and gold

The race doesn't end if your will is delayed
Down on the streets where the strange all parade
a prophet is peddling brimstone salvation
But you can deal with the fire without hesitation
You can burn like an athlete who lives for a day
Then place your laurels so you don't fade away

Over the hills to the land of dreams and gold

Topic(s) of this poem: song, wisdom


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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 4, 2015



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