Mimes and Dimes

You laughed but never loved.

You hesitated that you were wrong,

and how wrong you were.

that love has left you like a worm.

So, you filled your life with laughter,

circled yourself with circus monsters,

to ponder that the wonder wasn't after all

what you were after.

So you cast your vote on the mimes,

regret laughter in the test of times.

And rest you will from their drooling jokes,

should you not have chosen the mimes.

For you have left the mines, in which your friends were called "mine"

yet you failed to see the light, right in the height of your eyes.

That they were nothing but rhymes in the instrument of sadness' rise.

Although you tried and cried, you could never find.

Just one who will stay.

And so you turned to dimes, money will rise in the tide of right.

Right to have is what is right in life.

So you sold your tribe, of friends you have never eaten ripe.

But rotten they were when you left and then bargained away the rest.

You really thought that was right?

And how do I know what it was like?

When my whole life became a lie, never have I returned. -

For Mimes and Dimes,

will never suffice.

And rise should you from the struggle.

Unravel the thoughts in your mind that were boggled.

And call out God with awe-

Realize what was wrong, - was love.

You laughed but never loved.

Now you know how much you were wrong,

and how wrong you were,

curled up in your heart which burned. Now!

Worm reborn a butterfly!

Mezei Csaba XII. H