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