Pain and injustice, demoralize,

They make you sadThey make you mad,But love,You must know by now,Is the deepest of vowsThe very best you have,Or will ever, have had.

Freedom of BeingEnsues.

And commotions,That PoetryCan provoke,Making All,Come aliveIn a never ending,Festival of Hope!

Fissures in our lives,Society, no rules, just mush,Liberally yours, politically correct,That sure is plush,Everyone does what they want,Great danger flare,But nobody will care,Social architecture,Changing everywhere,Sex and drugs to share,Sensible people beware,As some line up for ‘free stuff’,We are all going to pay,A very high price,For disasters not nice,Everywhere!

Nor with the sea, nor with the skyNor with the dreams that pass us by.Love is a possessive masterThat sometimes can lead to disasterAnd I can’t even tell you why,All I know is that the heart beats fasterWhen the beloved comes close,And an emotional hurricane,Surrounds you,When love is the feeling that matters most.

All at once,Are written,No hesitation,Just inspiration,Does not often happenBut when it does,‘What a Feeling! ‘Secret, MysticalDevine Sensation,Pure Creation!