Sunday, January 25, 2009

Immortal Clap

clap if you believe
romance isn't just for the naive
fairytales weren't created to deceive
they were for those who can retrieve
childhood desires and fantasies
the truth beyond the world we falsely perceive

if you think you know it all
you don't know nearly enough

down rabbit holes we will fall

things may never be as they seem
it all means nothing
if you won't let yourself dream
far far away is not a stupid destination
lose everything to imagination
use a golden loom
transform criticism and doom
let magic fill the room
Reality is more enchanting
than you assume

Opposition exists in every size
They will tell you fairytales are tragic lies
Not to let your heart be compromised
They look on with poisoned eyes

Grown cold
Infinitely Old
"Grow up,"
they will scold
Forgetting every secret ever told

Youth is wasted on minds so predisposed
to become disenchanted
who want believers to be recanted

The debate will commence
discard the nonsense

dissect the frog
bury the lamp
burn the flying carpet
lace fairy dust with Anthrax
demolish the castle
pillage the kingdom
rape the maiden
shatter the slipper
drain the well
damn once upon a time straight to hell

in their defense
they want something real
fairytales are delusions
is what they feel
a non-existant dessert to
unsatisfactory meal
oblivious they say
are those who get carried away

is it childish to have faith?
to possess ideals?
to live in a place where true love exists?
is it human to resist?
deny emotions and insist?

Poison my apple if you must
Speak of love versus lust
Tell me I'm mistaken
That it's a philosophy to be forsaken
You can't kill my pixies
not now or ever
I will clap forever

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