Imagine This

Imagine the sun owned a fridge
and everything water was sold.
Would we have also walked on air?
or give the stones a heart to live.

When you sit to write a poem
imagine the sun owned a fridge,
and little frost of rays strike us.
There would be blanket for the sun.

Imagine gravity is fake
and the weight of sun becomes light.
Imagine the sun owned a fridge,
then water will not live below.

Imagine if freedom had chains,
Imagine if ideas had tongues
Imagine if thoughts had targets,
Imagine the sun owned a fridge

Ruddapoet Rudolph