©Laurian Taler,2011

fun
is having your eyes
full of sun
it is acting wise
and seeing yourself
not more than an elf
or a speck of dust
if you really must
measure up in a curse
with the whole Universe

fun
is laughing out loud
under a cloud
of uncertainties
or maybe it is
crying, crying, crying after
another good laughter

fun
is getting a run
to crushing the bone
from whomever’s throne
it’s singing the praise
of whatever good craze
that makes human the beast
that used so much its fist
to rule over the crowd;
fun is to be proud
that you put up the mettle
with ugly not to settle
and you act within danger
to become a world changer
‘cause it’s not too much fun
without eyes full of sun