worlds ultimately collide
© 2009 John Voorpostel


a cold wind blows through brooklyn and the cracks in lenny's soul
some crazy love has overwhelmed him left him in a hole
where lenny lived an empty lot grows weeds and not much else
they say lenny's going to heaven 'cause his life was mostly hell


briggins took from everyone except what made them sad
even in the mad house there's no asylum to be had
briggin's been and left behind rows of empty shelves
because he's stealing heaven when it ends he'll live in hell


up is down and down is up
worlds ultimately collide
one day you may be driving
while the next you are the ride
in either case there comes a day
when you must pay the toll
I hope for you all roads are smooth
and all your wheels will roll


manifest your destiny, cloaked thieves and preachers cry
firm passion, citing reason, we all serve the day we die
seize the day and seize the moment, seize all that you can
until the catch up turnaround arrives as always planned


the perfect lotus lives in mud
and contradicts it's beauty such
that we cannot believe it loves its life in there


up is down and down is up
worlds ultimately collide
one day you may be driving
while the next you are the ride
in either case there comes a day
when you must pay the toll
I hope for you all roads are smooth
and all your wheels will roll



If writing ever becomes work I think I'm going to have to stop