Put your own pain to work,

It’s just a miracleWe’ve come so far.Technically,Incredible.Humanly,Despicable.

Or be falsely accusedBe persecuted by others,And Forced into servitude.There is enough human tragedyWithout causing more,I did forget to mentionWhat I hate most of allIs War!Destructive and detrimentalNot what we were put here forWill we ever come togetherIn love and peaceful song,Will we ever stop doingWhat is so sinful,So inhumanly, bad and wrong?

A shattered dream,Like an autumn leaf.That will not die,Like my very shadow,That cannot cry,And even though I try,I can’t forget you,Why? Why? Why?

And yet, we hold onEver, so sadly.

Poems are my life’s delight,Words that lingerPleasant sightOnly hope,I get them right,It’s thru love that poets liveIt’s all love that poems give.

That goes beyond the eyes,That softly magnifies,The meaning of all Love,Giving Life its deepest ties,Saying, ‘Love’s forever, love’Even still, after we die.