We didn’t know, ‘
Goes the song,
Of the political Crow,
‘Never my fault
Always blame others,
That will help us Fool,
All our dumb brothers’
Despicable and Dangerous,
That’s what we have,
When you conjugate ignorance,
With Political Hash!
We didn’t know, ‘
Goes the song,
Of the political Crow,
‘Never my fault
Always blame others,
That will help us Fool,
All our dumb brothers’
Despicable and Dangerous,
That’s what we have,
When you conjugate ignorance,
With Political Hash!
Poetry will sooth the Wrong,And inspire Hope with it’s Song,Bringing a feeling of Celestial Bliss,With the magical softness,Of its mysterious Kiss.
Knowing very wellThey are ephemeral,Are we cowards, blindOr fools supremeWalking in the fogOf Life.
At the same time,That’s what greatPoems do!The formulaHas not been divulgedSorry,I’d like to know it too.
Always young,Ageless,Beautiful Maiden,And Paradise,Of all dreams,Forever, sungInto eternityBy poet’s schemes.Yes,Young foreverWhat none of us can be,Except ageless, Poetry.
Paradise Lost,The people feed.The more I live,The more I knowMan is to man,Less friend, more foeAnd as I walk thru meadows sweetI try to avoid, the Weeds I meet.
And all that can ever beDreams, beyond control,And above All,Love,Into Eternity,That is howAnd that is whyWe fall in loveWith Poetry.