Even if you did not love me,

Pretending they are saviorsPretending, governanceThose, who slyly engageIn false testimonyDamaging, accusingInnocent strangersThose morally sickCultivate and perpetuateSatan’s kingdom of hateAnd utter disgrace,Endangering millionsOf innocent lives,In their fabricatedAnd inhuman mazeOf incredible destruction,As all Hell,For their benefit,They raise.

Human jealousy,The petty partsOf our dysfunctionalEgotism,Such is the grandeurAnd UniversalityOf their Composition,For more than all elseWith purest Love,They touch,And conquer the profundityOf our hearts,Making, both human and divineThis glorious transition,Into loving Poetry and Art.

And drown yourselfIn Words,And if you’reVery lucky!Say thingsNo one has heard.

In loneliness,Time’s penitence,That silently does stay.The silence of yourself alone,In painful absence, boundsThe love that once was golden throne,Now silent from all sounds.I can’t even go down to Sea,The Sea I love so much!All I have left are memories,That crumble at their touch.

Life slides away,Anyway,And so doThe loveless daysOf far fetched dreamsNever retrieved.Love, so far away,Was never to be foundNever, would it beEmbraced,By destiny,Life scantily lived,Hardly receivedInsufficiently,Achieved,For without loveWe are nothing,A fallen, Autumn leaf,That has committedSuicide,Out of Wintery grief.

A Ship without a Captain?Squashed against a Monorail?A Country,Sad, Irresponsible and Frail?No, this cannot be,The 21st Century,America.