Johnny Two Worlds


He was never the same

When he came back

Those eyes

Had seen too much

Those ears

Had heard too much



He often joked

About the crack

In him



Quiet as a mouse

He scurries down the corridors

Polite and friendly to all

Johnny is warm

And he laughs a lot



On the turn of a penny

He is at the front again

Running down the chattering nests

Of Kalashnikov rain



All battle plans

And lights, camera, action



And then he is far away

Lost in the tranquil dreams

Of another land

Of rustic charm and mystic dew



Of soft and yielding maids

And battleaxe dragons



When he isn’t looking

The passion plays

And he speaks in ways

That no-one forgets



Yet each time he does this

They all know

And look again

And then pretend

They haven’t heard



For somehow it is impolite

To stray from the weather



Johnny knows that

People seek him

So he hides



He told me it was gravity

And it was better to hide

Than to say no



Because he rarely takes

People are somehow

Ill at ease



They want him to give

Yet know there is no balance



Johnny said it was the crack

That made him a little mad

And that, lights were best

Kept

Under the carpet



Johnny two worlds

Is a practical man

He gets stuff done



Johnny two worlds

Is as reliable as bread



Yet

Let

Him

Dream



And Johnny two worlds

Walks the thunder

And the wonder

Of

Infinity



He was never the same

When he came back

Those eyes

Had seen too much

Those ears

Had heard too much

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