You can do anything you want. <br />You can wear brown socks with black shoes. <br />You can match plaid with stripes, or wear chartreuse, <br />Lay salty lox on chocolate cake; fry, not bake… <br /> <br />You can close your eyes and dream you’re in Madagascar <br />On the curl of a crescent strip with village girls speaking French <br />Wanting to sell shell necklaces, but you resist, <br />Because you can want not to want, so they ask for your shirt. <br />You can watch the clouds morph to velvet flame and turquoise chips, <br />You can refurbish the mythical men who drowned on ships <br />Skeletoned in the harbour. <br /> <br />You can do anything that you want. <br />You can buy a ticket and take a plane to Cappadoccia, and <br />Not even the Crusaders could do that with God on their side, <br />Or the zealots who literally de-faced the craven paintings of saints. <br />They had to hike days and nights, while you only have to try sleeping <br />On a vinyl lounger in Dubai International on your way to Ankara, <br />Dreaming of eating a big taffy apple in New York City, <br />on Times Square wearing a tartan kilt with striped brown socks <br />And later you stare blankly at ground zero. <br /> <br />You can do anything you want. <br />Imagine seeing High School Musical on Broadway and being 16 again. <br />During interval, you can go on a quick vision quest <br />And meet Zeus and Kali at a braai in Burma, <br />Attended by the generals tail-gating in their Silver Phaetons, <br />Who laugh at your jokes. You can do anything. <br /> <br />You want. <br />You want the world to be a better place, rather than a bitter place, <br />And the taste of the lox and chocolate cake becomes cloying.<br /><br />aMan Bloom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-can-do-anything-that-you-want/
