More we progress,
More we’re harassed,
With Falsehoods told,
To Young and Old,
As pockets line,
Themselves with gold,
And we are fooled,
Not once but twice,
Which really isn’t
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The best moments
Those you neverWill forget,When love opensThe best momentsThat you never,Will regret.
Crush the law, stomp the innocent,
What Demon or demons have done this to us?Made this Nation an abomination, a shameful sight
The sky is dressed,
Bringing, so manyMemories of you,The way I feltWhen we first metRight then and thereI knew,That love had comeNot even dreamingIt would bring.Blue skies for meBlue skies for you.I can’t forgetHow deep love wasThat once together,The blue, blue skyBelonged to us!Yet happiness,A short caress,Love, finally foundLove, easily drownedIn Life’s eternal,Constant swayAnd though we ownedThe blue, blue…
Some poets live
Where Poetry,Is!Exists,Only to be lovedAnd shared,As a heart-throbbingMiracleOf It!Happy is the poetThat, becauseOf this fulfillingInextinguishable,Pure love,Is never reallyAlone,And only livesFor it.
There are no
Only questionsThat get foldedOver and Over,One into anotherDepending on yourUpbringing, backgroundIndividual rebellion,Or cowardly convention,And yet!Some,The more daring,Keep on ThinkingAsking, HopingFor some,Devine interventionThat will help usUnderstandHuman corruptionAnd ‘Exceptionalism’
God,
We know both,But we,As with AllWe touch,Try to destroyGood!That should be honoredAnd loved, so much!