Life´s too short to waste, on so many
mundane wrongs,
Too short to sweep a crumb, or dust a
wayward mote,
Wouldn´t you rather dance a waltz, or sing
lovely songs?
To lie on your back in oceans & upon
waves, gently float?
Life´s too short to waste, on rant &
blasphemous spate,
Far too short to be a bitch, or sew an old
wasted stitch,
Wouldn´t you rather love than waste your
time on hate?
To stir the magical cauldron & become a
midnight witch?
Life´s too short to waste, stuffing
mushrooms & stirring sludge,
Far too short for comparisons & spitting
those nasty words,
Wouldn´t you rather be friends, than bearing
a terrible grudge?
To fly away upon poetry, on the wings of airy
sweet birds?
Life´s too short to waste, in every dull &
imaginable way,
Far too short to run away, in boring impossible
schemes,
Wouldn´t you rather go away & with your
reality play?
To convert all your plans, into beautiful &
plausible dreams?
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