People That Have No Care In The World Poem by Gerry Legister

They chase me down because the stakes are high
With not a care in the world who they will hurt
I am running for my life if they catch me I will die,
How will family see my face down in the earth?

What will become of my aspirations when life ends?
Immortality taking dreams and leaving the gold,
I’ll have no voice to speak comforting word to friends,
Acquired sleep with not a care in the world.

See stars splashed against the sky in radiant galaxies,
Threw caution to the wind spread breath to new life,
Coming back a different being with not a care for loses
Taking chances shift from this domain ignite the gift.

I will never run again from pain nor wear a smart halo,
To cover my head from the rain, and fear the demises
In foe or friend, not seeing me at the places they go,
Frolicking lives looking in wrong place for joy and bliss.

If they had my kind of drift into distinguish trance
They would not take any more ridiculous chances,
In earthen exchange hide the frown on their face,
Taste freedom with not a care if the body lives or dies.

Silence is only broken by the whiff of flames that is fading,
Leaving much of who we are to seek another horizon,
We may weep for losses without seeing the beginning,
And face destiny with not a care how new life begin.