THE OLD POET'S WORD

When you fly to Disney land
Do bring my poem with you
Kiss some nice seralics goodbye
As you distant faraway
Your old will soon be gone
And you won't feel this force again
Nor any bond between us
I pray you bring this poem with you
With more grace to your days
The approach of life degrees
A doubtful love that terror sees
The sudden approach of bitter days
And untimed measure of life
If you fly to Disney land
Forget not your good maintenance
Of increased love and decreased hate
It isn't because your African
Or a strange man in Disney land
Who has come to work
For love you'll not discriminate
And hatred hardly imitated
Do not question your life
For good men are only few
For hopes of earth moves through them.