Sunday, August 2, 2009

Covered in grease and grime

Strolling down this golden path
paved with the hopes and dreams of all
Goes on for miles, for you see
Hope and dreams are everlasting
And new ones are born each day
Here and there you see some wear and tear
But you don't pay attention to those
For why would something moldy and filled with disgust
ever attract your precious eyes?
But sometimes with a little effort
that mold and grime can be wiped away
And a shining golden brick can be seen
So don't forget the bricks, covered in grease and grime
For they just need some tender care
So that they may have the chance to shine

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