Jonathots Daily Blog
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Seduced by a warming sun, G-Pop drifts into the arms of a gentle sleep. He dreams–a vision of a scantily clad, ragged man, racing from a burning woodlands–frantic, screaming as he nears.
Follow the angry man
He seems to have a plan
“Who is he?” demanded G-Pop.
Like a burning star
He’ll take you very far
“What’s the plan?”
The frenetic announcer arrives, stopping short of overtaking G-Pop. He nervously bounces from one foot to another, continuing his proclamation.
Listen to his voice
Make the raging choice
She is a liar
Send her to the fire
“Who is she?” inquired G-Pop.
Trust his common way
Listen to what they say
What the hell
He lets us yell
Oh heavenly elation
He can save our nation
But boys need toys
To get their joys
“Who are the boys?”
The man grows weaker, slumping to his knees, but continues his speech.
He isn’t the son of meek
He is what you seek
“Where does he come from?” pleaded G-Pop.
He laughs at the truth
Offering no lasting proof
“I need truth.”
You are his child
Needy and so mild
“I am not a child,” objected G-Pop.
Counting your vote
Not the sheep, choose the goat
The stranger collapsed into a heap of exhaustion. G-Pop knelt by his side and said, “I am so confused.”
Breathlessly the depleted soul answered.
He is more exciting
He is ready for fighting
“I hate war.”
You need his power
For such an hour
Come join him in his tower
Suddenly the intruder melted into a puddle of oily slime. G-Pop lurched back in horror and said:
“I have to go.
This scares me.
I want to feel good.
I want to do good.
I want to love again.”
All at once, G-Pop was released from his dream … to awaken to the nightmare.
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