C. Stephenson/ M. Peterson)
Here I am driving down the streets
in my car
I wave to all my friends
that I never met before
I pass the peaceman whose siren
plays the most beautiful song
The horizon ahead and beyond
is a beautiful painting of
eternal green light
No stopping, complete freedom
Green Light
Green Light Street
From all colors of the spectrum
into smile the lights run eternally
ecstatic as you pass by
Ready and waiting
only there as a greeting
Traffic signals, the mind of us all.
Occasionally the matter encounters red,
but as a rainbow washes by
and turns greens
What do you hear
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