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Soul food

by Aaron Howard


Happy and free from doubt.
Money's something not to count.
Where a hug is hello
and it feels like the right side of the rainbow.
It's all as one
in a world of fun
yeah I know it's all just a dream
and when I wake up I'm sure I'll just scream
every cuss word in the book
but while I'm here I might as well look
and see what good I can find
tucked deep inside the corners of my mind.
Since I knew I was dreaming, I was in control
of my subconscious, something like your soul.
A part of you, you never see
or even a glimpse of what's to be
but I'm still here in my dreams of happy.
Not of the awake world, Stinky and crappy.
So I talk to the man of texts
and ask him what to do next.
He tells me I control it all.
My moods are like doors in a hall.
Whenever I wish, Just open a door
and I don't have to feel bad anymore.
So from my dreams I have learned
when you cook yourself you don't get burned.


06/14/1998

Posted on 12/16/2003
Copyright © 2025 Aaron Howard

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