Secrets you don’t dare,
Air out, publicly.
For even still today,
In 21st ‘liberal’ century,
Prejudice exists and
There’s a certain way,
That changes it resists,
You really never know,
What changes are accepted,
Or by the majority,
Simply rejected
For we are individuals,
And cannot think alike,
Yet we must be tolerant,
And many times accept,
Changes, if not harmful,
That we don’t really like.
Are we too close or much too far,Do we over analyze,Our thoughts, our desires,Our trembling hearts,That catch on fire?Do we ever fully appreciate,Love, that’s not desire?Are the answers in the Wind,Or in Life’s changing attire?Does our curiosity ever expire?Or are we like hungry children,Always looking for answers thru,Gates that are tightly wired?
A precious flower,From where meanings stem,So I respect them,And I try to mold,A new adventure,That is brave and bold,From each thought,That is freely told.
Yet, amazingly often,The Truth remains veiled.
Hoping, soOur poetic idealismWill come true,But it never does,Does it?Even, LoveSometimes,Escapes us, too.
And now we’re All Kaput,Like that German marching Boot!
I cannot live without you,Your creative voice,Your expressions,The emotional hardship,You pound into my heart,Yes, I Love You, a lot,And whoever invented love,Should be shot.
