Paradise found

by : Bacardi Gold
21/july/2021


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i don’t mean to tread what’s in the cards
unveiling a scene at the doors of fantasy
seems to float on the stream of fallacy
this won’t hold water, be jolly and holy

roads i know not where they lead
downhill and the other is up so steep
shutting eyes to what’s in front of me
clueless, the road appears endless and free

downhill hike is a deadly choice of all forms
where it ends, the sea cooks the birth of storms
horrendous waves crash, blasting rocks in minutes
trekking the devil’s road of anthills in the infinite

held my head up near the dark clouds
razor-sharp marble road winding on mountain tops
people at ease whiling hours of motionless
grasping some air for the much needed rest

right before me is the road i have ignored
unruffled, composed, and silently obscured
gardens of flowers, trees, and birds abound
papa and mama waving at paradise’ found…


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