However personal, yours may be,
You have a ‘rendezvous’,
With mirth,
To play and describe,
The music of life,
And all its Beauty,
As a Rose, as all of Nature be,
As far as the heart can see,
You must have feelings and respect,
For All of Life,
No matter whose life it may be.
Poet, you have a debt
Of respect,
To the individual,
Whoever, he may be,
A debt of love,
To your reader,
Gratitude, fraternity
For by reading your words,
He has deeply honored thee.
Serpents from a fallen star,If they promise you the sky,Do beware, in hell you’ll fry.AppendixThey get away with murder,And we,Permanently,Pay their bail,Then cry!
And all my dreams,Will turn to song,And all the light,That ever was,Will fill my empty Soul,With joy that was unknown to me,With Love before not born,And from my heart, I swear to God,This Love will not be torn!
Domination in his hand,Brutal in his total power,Autocratic, lunatic and despotic,Stifles Human Dignity,And kills our Fatherland,With his Satanic-magic wand.
Nerves, Bones, Blood,A soul we can’t seeBut are told that existsIn a fiery, turbulent flood.A desire to loveThat can hate in a twist,A complicated puzzle,Of good and bad,That you don’t want to meetIf not properly clad.
Your beloved presence, here,Indispensable, my Dear,When I know that you’re not near,Black, dark Shadows break all Light,Life becomes a useless sight,In the sadness of the night.Without you, there is no me,Being has just stopped to be,Oneness is so obsolete,Two hearts should as one now beat,Only Love can Life complete.
A cut here, a kill there,A lie here, a tyrant there,And where does it get us?NOWHERE!However,Some have survived,As human minds collide,Some will still try,To start and write the Tale again,‘That Man’s not really bad,He’ll change, be patient Pen’But we cannot but write,WHEN?
