Flashes of light
That grow and grow
Illuminating, poet’s sky
Translating, psychic insights wide,
Seeing and molding instant flight
Never before by poet felt,
But now, intense, and wide and svelte
That cannot just be left behind,
Feelings so deep you think you’ll burst
Into a million stars that shine and hurt,
Like when giving birth.
Goodness and loveFor their nation.Home is a placeWhere liberty’s grace,Blesses without subjugation.Oh to be freeLive in true harmonyBuilding paths,For future generationsPlease let us be,An example to see,Of Liberty’s TreeThat should shade and protectAll people, of all other Nations.
We must learn to change,Control human madness.
And there aren’tMany so,Those, that can beHate him,Attack himWant him, away,Let goDon’t want itTo be soThat’s how lowSome things called menWill go.Bear this in mindBefore judging someoneYou really don’t know,And that by liesAnd false propagandaHas been treated,So unfairly, soAnd lied about,‘Democratically’Hoping you wouldNever, know! ! !Do not let the truthBe murdered,Your blood will beThere too!
But never said,Instead,Unfilled desire,A love that bled,A burnt out fire.
Down here on Earth,There’s nothing worth,To see or even try,But many reasons,Just to say goodbye!
Beauty is to be shared,With all those that ever cared,About Life, about Mystery,About Love and its Victory.
