Top Of The World Ma... Poem by Kevin Carney

Top of the world Ma…
I stand so high above it all.
I am in black and white…
The colors have all disappeared.

Look at the picture I tell.
Maybe it’s just too old…
Where is James Cagney?
Why do all the great ones fade away?

What ever happened to that yellow brick road?
The road to belief that anything can be done.
I am black and white…
The colors are starting to come back.

Look at the Tin Man…
All you wanted is to have a heart…
Hard your shell, cold you think you are…
The choice is yours.

Walking down the paths of dreams…
So in search of that mystical wizard.
The dangers and pit falls of the rocky road of life…
Only to find you had heart in the end.

Look at Alice…
The color is bright and majestic…
The Mad Hatter, the Caterpillar and the white rabbit.
The borders between reality and madness…

Alice, the whimsical beauty of gawkiness.
A search of right, separation of evil…
Innocence and courage her strength.
In a world she doesn’t understand…

A caricature of imagination…
Life, so fickle and strange.
A turn here, a turn there…
The clock of time, standing still.

Courage, to step forward without fear.
Consequence, a matter of being…
Time a measure of life and its frailties,
taking a puff of the hookah
Color, what we really see in each of our minds….