Bohemia
The land that never was
of artists and Bohemians
stretches all around the world
including every free creative spirit
living basically on their dreams alone
but in reality in chronic poverty,
but theirs is all the world
with all its beauty, charm and freedom,
which it is their privilege to manage and sustain
to keep it flowing, flying and alive
to show the world there is a higher state of living
than just on the ground in humdrum ordinaries.
So their realm outwits and stretches beyond all politics,
beyond all mundanity into eternal freedom
where the spirit has the right to soar
and keep in sovereign superiority
above the world and all its troubles
to sustain the real life of the soul
for better ends and means than just mortality.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-09-29 at 21:28
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