the lollypop lady

Lollipop Lady

We know the sound of two hands clapping. But what is the sound of one

hand clapping?

--A ZEN KOALA

The lollipop lady standing in

Putney Bridge road, she smiles

And says good morning

To everyone that passes

She waves her hands

To everyone that passes

Everyday she smiles.

Everyday she waves.

She is the happiest lollipop lady

That I have ever seen

She brings her radio

And she dances

And she smiles and

She waves her hand

Happy happy lollipop lady

She makes my mornings

Everyday smiling

She is definitely the sound

Of one hand clapping.

Watching the smoke

dance in front of

my eyes.

Rings of smoke swirls around

like a ballerina in

a music box.

The white smoke

hovering

making  a cloud around the room.

A curtain of smoke

contaminating the air

                                                                     And I'm breathing

Let go, let go

just let things go.

Let be, let be

just let people be

no need to hang on

no need to hold on

                                                                          just let it free

I don't care about fancy clothes

fancy cars and all that shit.

These things are just stuff.

Stuff that they want you to buy

Stuff that you don't need

You are not a better or worse person

because of the things that you have

you are good just they way you are