Do you want to know of a time?
When wise men were all wrong
Novices were teaching the wise
Lessons that made the books useless
The laws of physics took a vacation
Only zeroes every where you see
Yet, every thing was great.
You could be what ever you wanted to be
Be what ever you would never believe to be
Money grew on trees and fell from the skies
Everyone could buy cities and islands
Just for one self, and never to be called selfish
Even few more for their beloved
Yet know of no other place to spend
Son! Do you believe in miracles?
Miracles every day, never before,
And may never again.
I witnessed that miracle
Along with the whole world
Of just soaring into heights
Just to go higher, and higher
Of no signs of coming down
Reality was stranger than fiction
History was just getting written
Just like a fairy tale, a tale not just for imagination
A tale not just for kids, a tale to be lived through
Think that life was just like a dream, a dream with wishes
All coming true, a dream to be remembered
It was a free ticket to the ride to the skies
All aboard anytime, and free seating for all
Just hold on to the big balloon and soar to the sky
Higher and higher, higher till there was no air to breathe
All you needed was a fire in your stomach, hunger and greed
You could eat with both hands, but eat in a rush, and mouthful
You were in it for yourself, and we threw away our manners
Steal from the fellow passengers, all we could and just say
"Not at all sorry that I like your lunch, his and hers too J"
"If you are afraid of too many free passengers on the flight",
The funny bald man said,
"That is the real point of a free ride, to utopia we have never visited".
"Fire up the hot air balloon till it becomes a fun and wild ride",
said a dare devil,
"Just hold on a little tighter, for you may get thrown of from your seat,
just like those passengers who are falling off as you laugh at them"
"It is just fine to laugh at them and see them hit the ground very hard",
said a wicked
Many broken bones, if they were not yet unconscious,
Or, dead with the pleasures of the shock of reality hitting them
Or, of the riches flying away in the wind
There was no other way to stay on the ride,
but fire the balloon till the skin melts
"If the hot air is already too hot for the balloon, let us just ignore it.
Let it be, for up is the only way, and it is a lot of fun anyway"
Such were the sayings of wisdom, amidst all the chaotic fun times
You may never live through such fun times, as I have survived
The ride to tell you the tales of my youth, and still unbelievable
Yes, miracles are not believable, till you witness the strange
Stare at the impossibilities, and befriend the strange, yet real
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