(Life is but a Dream)
(or, How High Can I an' I Fly?)
A Poem by Frank McGregor
As I fly, in the heavens, high,
peering down upon the earth,
from a castle in the sky,
it fills my heart with giddy mirth.
Never before have I felt this way,
gazing upon the world of man,
it lifts my spirit, healing dismay,
to see such beauty, most grand!
This world, she sings to me, yes!
and sometimes she screams to me.
And I do listen, oh do I listen!
and sometimes cry tears of gold,
Oh do they glisten!
I hear songs of a thousand men,
great and epic,
they make me to grin :-)
Yet, too, songs of angels hear I,
as I fly, high
in my castle of the sky!
It's Israfel,
(whose harp stings are a lyre)
who fills my heart with heaven's fire.
and He speaks to me,
Yes, speaks to me,
through poems of Poe
(and his melacholy).
It fills me with glee, you see,
to give out smiles, for free,
or some do, and others for a fee!
Still, "none of that matters,"
said the princess to the pea.
What matters, between U and I,
is that I'm the proud owner,
of a castle in the sky.
It's a mental construction,
built Just, by me,
in the Kingdom of Heaven,
(mind you, it's imaginary).
Imagine! Can you imagine?
what would it mean,
if men learned to be nice,
not cruel nor mean?
I can imagine, Yes I Can!
Imagine Peace
in the world of man!
So I sing, yes,
and sometimes Ice cream
about what is my American Dream!
I pray you will listen,
Yes, please do listen,
when I sing of my heavenly vision.
Yes, please do listen,
or esle I might cry,
and my tears will fall,
from my castle on high.
To reign on Earth,
as a great and golden shower,
enlightening men with
their mysterious, poetic power
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