If we’d know right from wrong,
If instead of teaching hate,
We taught Love, instead,
And crime did not mutilate,
All those that it has bled.
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Best not to touch,
Or have no proof ofHow to handle,Not only your fingersMay get singedBut your ownIntegrity and reliabilityMay be questioned,Melted or burnt awayLike a lying, candle.
To see, to feel, to write,
Has their own special way,Of seeing, feeling, beingAnd that is what, happilyGives each author’s writing,Each artist, each beingThat personal touch and mightWhich should never,Be tampered with,Or all of us would beSo boring, so alike!Individualism is,A human rightThe greatest works of artOur progress,Depends and is owedTo the individual’s dreamsA poet or some gifted personWho was inspired,…
Science thinks,
Nervous NetworksThat can make you loveAnd fall apart,Nothing further from the truth,No one knowsOf Love, the rootsFor embedded in each one,Is a different loving swan.
Silence oppresses,
No one to talk to,Except to the walls,The wall does not answer,No, not at all,Even if you through,A loud sounding ballIt throws it right backAt youAnd that’s about All.
I love to see
Sunshine smilesOf happy soul and face,A joy in place,They fill the world,With goodness, warmthAnd grace,Making the worldA better place,Let us spread love,But never hate.
Words fall from nowhere,
Or troubled clouds over troubled hearts?For Love is also a song of Nowhere,When two Lovers are apart.