The Reality-Teller - Poem by Kim Jones
'Once upon a time'
the story starts in a frenzy
waiting for the listeners to freeze
'there was a girl who had a hope,
but that hope flew away on the breeze'
'she followed with one last prayer
that she would catch it before
it turned too late'
the reality-teller spoke with a hint
that she herself had fallen in such a state
'the girl ran with bare feet
through thorn fields that never ended
just in search of that last hope
that made life so beautiful
and with it she would never mope'
'she promised it would be the last
she asked anything from anyone
if only she could catch
that last hope
that made fire in her heart like a match'
'but, alas, it was not meant to be
she was put through torture to get it
and she never did.'
'what about the happy ending? ! ' asked Bobby Jay
'in life, there are no happy endings kid.'
the reality-teller walked away
leaving poor old Bobby Jay
to live in the misery of knowing every day.
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