Tears come easy

When a Loved One is gone.Deeply searching for answers,When there are none,‘A better place’, ‘Out of Misery’,Do not console, do not control,The feeling of emptiness,That drowns the soul,That will always follow,For the rest of your life,A forever place left, hollow,As you realize you’re now alone.

That’s what we wantBut,Some dreams,Just gather, ever changingCloudsSome white, some gray,Ever changing shapes,Some sad, some gayLife is just that way,What we wantOften timesIs not,What we get,What destiny wroteIn its secret book,One dayOr even what we wishOur cards would say,Life is like a PlayWhere not always,Do we get the roleThe starring character,We though one dayWe’d play.

Trying to transfer feelings,Unto a page in White,Sweetness, love and light,Or sometimes just for justice, fight.But if these feelings can touch another,Then you know you have reached,A new sister or a brother.Fraternal love thru poetry,Not a bad place for a poet to be…Agree?

That does not start,When Love is gone,Happiness too,So hard to find,A Love all Yours,And when it’s gone,Closed are all doors.

No matter who it comes fromOr their stature,And those that insult our CountryOr for that matterAny country where they live,By denigrating the FlagOr taking knees like squattersDon’t deserve to be hereBut should go far awayFind a lowly place,As low as they’re, cowardice!Where their Venom they can splatter.

Be more than more,And totally free.But this is justA fantasy,For no one can beTotally free,We are but prisoners,Of our past,Of happy momentsThat did not last,Prisoners of Destiny,When the die is cast,No going back‘Alea iacta, est’‘The bets are in’,A Roman,Whose name was CesarOnce said,Our decisions,Are not always for the best,Not matter how noble,And sincere our quest.So…