Paradise

Visible erosion
at the gates of Omadown
where everybody came to walk
they left and left the clowns
Do you know why?

for some it might get tiring
to stand waving with a flag
against the path of progress
and for times not coming back
Do you know why?

everyone’s scarred and in pain
yesterday three children died in vain
Now they have gone to paradise

Old men getting older
while they guard the burning fire
that no one really wants no more
but old weak men desire
Do you know why?

they just cannot see their way through
they don’t know what else to do
lost on their way to paradise

Nasty pictures brought to us
from the gates of Omadown
where the journalists they constitute
the major of the crowd
Do you know why?

their presence keeps she spirit up
transforms collapse to show
if the cameras they left for home
everyone would go
Do you know why?

its time for the marching to cease
most people only want peace
wouldn’t that be a paradise?

© 1998 Winn Nielsen