The emotional earthquake
That life and love do cover,
And can artistically convey
Human understanding
Bringing us closer
To one another
In a most amazing way
As Life is given,
To color and clay.
Whether in a painting, poem or play,
The true Artist has so much to say
About Love and human expression,
His song to Life’s mysterious procession
Becomes at times, a life long obsession
And his creative power, a tower of strength
From the time of the caves,
The sincerest, deepest form of expression.
Nature’s petals into rhyme,Was there ever in creation,Such pure beauty, and sensation?Rose,You must surely have to be,Butterflies’ greatest temptation.Lover’s smile,Best of creation.
Those who are treacherously against us,In our Country and those you cannot see,Now, Hear me!This is the United States of America,The land of builders, of creativity,The land of the fighting free,Where one can still,Breath freedom, humanly,Like no other you have flowered,Like no other you let Be,The dreams, sweat and tears,Of great opportunity,We have an obligation,Freedom…
As in Governments,Nothing rare,One side of the coin isFor public consumption,The other, for whenNobody’s there.
Become wordsWords becomeFire,Fire becomesLove and desireBegging,To be heard.
Why bother?Why want to know?We’re not clocks,We’re not even fit to tell Time,Nor to fix what has to be fixed:‘Man’s Inhumanity To Man’Takes priority.
We will walk togetherTo the promised landOf Love,Where nothing can hurt usWhere we’ll be aboveAll pain,Loneliness, forever slain,Tell me,Is there more ParadiseTo gain?
