there should be one minute every hour
where time stand still.
and people could gather their power
just as a statement of good will.

there should be one hour every day
to confine rage, hate and greed.
and not to bar somebody’s way
but care for your deepest need.

there should be one day every week
to chatter with pixies and gnomes
and to play with them hide and seek
inside their underground homes.

there should be one month every year
to break out and ignore laws and rules.
and swim with the mystical seer
in milk and honey filled pooles.

there should be once in a lifetime
this moment you cannot believe.
to sit down and write the ultimate rhyme
concerning the faq’s about death & release.