Ponzi scheme dreams

I don’t claim to be a saint
He said
I’ll steal for you, lie for you, fight for you
So that you can live like a queen
In a pink and maroon house surrounded by trees that you love
Papaya, mango and plantains
I’ll buy you all the jewels in the world
Raise your dreams sky high
Make sure you get to dress your finest
Just as your heart desires
We’ll live in a bubble, while chaos looms elsewhere outside
All I ever want is to see you smile
‘Till my last dying breath

Please forgive me
No… I will understand that you will never forgive me
When things catch up

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Dancing on a Mountain

Zinging mountain breeze
Slapped into my face like some game of
Mischief and cacophony.
Dancing on the hilltop like a happy child
And sharing jokes with local friends like they’re the answers to a life worth living.
It’s a prestigious world out here in the boonies
Where I’m sworn in, like some captain of some imaginary ship
or better yet, like the Queen of the World,
or a monk, or a monkey.
Who cares
Nothing matters up here
So forget the rest down there.
As the queen of the nomads and the mountain birds
I hereby rule
That we party all day.

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