From a Life that once was whole,
But is no more, sweetness flow,
Let me rest the ‘stop and go’
Of a World I do not know,
I no longer can resist,
All the problems that exist.
I am tired, weak and old,
I’ve experienced things, twofold,
Now it’s time to have some rest,
Hope I really did my best?
Power, powerIs their prizeWatch your libertyDemise,More they promiseLess you’ll getIt’s ironic,You can betOn how easilyPoliticians,Do forget…
Molten metals find,A way to make Us whole.Molten metals blend,Molten metals bond,With Love and then they’re set,For life, Eternally,As I belong to you,And you belong to me.
So what does it matter if I’m alone?So is a stone, so is a stone.
A Film’s bad projection,A total Disgrace!But then there is Love,If you find it,Life is not a total Waste
But we don’t,Our petty brains,Have not the span,To even comprehend,What is man?
But what is One, alone?Total, misery.However, some ‘Ones’ have known,How to compensate, in part, for misery,The Artistic refuge is not home,But can be, deep consolation when alone,A refuge, a short contentment,For the lonely heart, a shading tree.
