I read the other poets,
And nothing seems to go,
The words are dry and musty,
The rose perfume not there,
The essence of your presence,
Is not found anywhere.
I’m lost among the shadows,
The memories, how things were,
How will I live tomorrow?
If you’re no longer there.
It all dependsWho, is doingThe cookingAnd what ingredientsWere put intoLife’s melting pot.Few,Cook the right thingSome like it mildSome like it hotAnd others don’t evenKnowWhat ingredients toPut in their pot.Life is full of bad recipesPlease, be prudentAnd try to chose a good one.
For my dose of you,My eyes don’t stray,I don’t look away,When I’m close to you.Everyday,There is no way,I can live it thru,Unless you say,In your special way,‘I’m in Love with you’.
Better be aware,that they won’t make a dime.But at least, the words are Free,And must always be used,Respectfully.
We’ll have our universe in handReady to pick.
As History takesA ride,Also, as we wonderWhen, if everWill we be,Civilized.
The little goodnessThat still lies,In human heartPlease,Illuminate the way,Become sweet prayersOf everyday,That teach,To love and liveTo have and giveSome UniversalKindness,Violence,Do forget,But don’t forgive.Make us understand,This world belongsTo all of us,But not to thoseThat seek controlOf thoughts,And human rightsAnd if you wantRespect,You must deploy itToo,This world belongsTo all of us!Not just to you.
