Poetry

I’d like to get away, to some place I have never been
so that I’ll be able to see what else there is to be seen.
The world as it is now is all full of joy and sorrow
like it was yesterday and will be again tomorrow.

Please let me get away from here to some better place
‘cause where I am now has become cramped in space.
There are many others around who also feel the squeeze
and who long to be apart to inhale a clean fresh breeze.

Why don’t we all get away from here before it is too late?
and this fortunate chance to go cannot much longer wait.
The need must be looked after now and has to be fulfilled
if we don’t do something about it our aspiration is killed.

To look back and think we’ll be leaving much behind
is because of our attachment an obvious human kind.
When we get to where we’re going we’ll soon all realise
the effort has been worth it and beyond any compromise.

So let’s pack our bags to go and get away from here
taking with us all our courage which overcomes fear.
The world’s such a big place and there is a long way to go
who knows what else’ll befall us before that end will show.

We should only take with us those things we’ll most ever likely need
as all the rest belong to the past and will be a burden to carry indeed.
There are also certain things we may find or pick up along the way;
the legacies of all those others who’ve gone before us an earlier day.

We should also leave aside all selfishness and dishonesty before setting off
and we’ll get that fresh start as we get away with nothing at which to scoff.
All our thoughts and actions will be in harmony then with the highest ideal
walking hand in hand with love and truth we’ll reach the place that’s real.

In the future is our hope that there will one day be
a new world full of love with people who are free.
By doing what we truly can and taking special care
we’ll all tread the right path which will get us there.
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