My Poetry: We Were The Daydreamers

We Were The Day Dreamers

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Between us we would have made
At least one good person,
Nights where we chose
To celebrate the unveiling of dawn
By dancing under warm skies
With whiskey in the grip of ecstasy
Screaming naughty words
Into the void of the brown sea
Ignoring the moral outrage
Of the stagnant middle-roaders
On their way to work.

We carried on dancing
Despite of them,
Singing hits from our childhood,
Taking turns pushing each other
On kiddies swings
Trying to reach the fading stars
As fires of indignation roared
In bellies empty from missed dinners.
But there was humour in our motives
Casting aside inhibitions
Like they were the rusting chains
Which bound our father's generation.

We kissed each other in public,
Displays of youth's romantic vision
To be observed as if
To give oxygen to a beast
Whose heart was arrested;
To ears which witnessed torture
Never meant to be.
They were the days,
We ran from our sorrows,
Felt the high fall with
The waning moon,
And, I will never forget
Those spacemen
Or nights we sailed too close to the sun,
We were the day dreamers, then.