Or is it all over?
Lost in the crowds,
No personal make over,
Disappointing clouds,
Seem to be taking over,
What tempest is brewing,
In human mind, yonder?
Always we wonder,
Always the question,
Of Why are we here?
Trying to guess the future,
Ignoring what is,
So dangerously near.
Love!The deepest throbThat hearts can feelAs mortals kneelBefore your alterLife begets,This tender,Everlasting, feelingOf sweet surrender,That only Loving heartsCan ever have,On learningLife’s secret meaning.
It doesn’t work.You try to find, the TruthYou’re just a jerk,You try to understandWhat’s going on,No magic wandYou try to live in Peace,Another Planet, please.
On which we rely,In our human darknessFor light and guidance,When all seems to failIn our lives,So fragile and paleSo easily, derailedOnce our tenuous happinessHas sailed,The Light of the MoonWill prevail.
You communicate a world so free,A world where we all,Sometimes want to be,Where Love is a Tower,And Peace can flower,Because that is what is Poetry.
That cannot be intimidatedThose that aspire to doNo wrong,And should not be run,By those that can be boughtOr made to sub-perform,But each Country hasThe government it deservesSo it’s up to usTo become better, not be fooled,Or led by paleontological demagoguesPoliticians with dictatorial aspirations,That promise all to everyoneAnd then, all take, all want, to own,You reap…
The fruits of your productive thought,Don’t think,And you will live an empty life,Babbling nonsense like a dope.
