100 Miracles

The world was black, the sky was gray.
Every sad night followed a rainy day.
He couldn’t leave home, the world was against him.
He couldn’t breathe, the stress compressed him.

Finally he met a man in a colorful tie,
“This miracle works wonders, give it a try.”
The man placed a pill in the palm of his hand
And he left the yard, making prints in the sand.

The young boy Johnny said “Oh, what the hell.”
He swallowed the pill, and he almost fell.
The sand beneath him turned to sunflowers.
The sky above him stopped their rough showers.

The sky turned blue, the sun was out.
He screamed in joy, he started to shout.
Children were swimming in the sparkling lake.
People were surfing on the ocean’s wake.

Johnny searched high and low for the man.
“I’ll very well thank him if I can.”
Then the sky started to darken again;
He had no time, He desperately ran.

Flowers began to wilt, butterflies died.
The tide came in, the children cried.
The man was in the distance, boarding a plane.
Johnny then ran, he was going insane.

The man turned around, and saw the boy.
“How was the miracle, did you enjoy?”
“No old man, they’re wearing away,
The effects will be gone at the end of the day.”

The man waved for the pilot to leave him behind,
He pulled out a satchel, he was so kind.
“Here’s 100 miracles, use them with care,
These are for you, do not share.”

He handed Johnny the bag and he tipped his hat,
He turned on a dime and that was that.
Johnny now saw that nobody’s life was right,
As he watched the happy man disappear into the night.