Only questions
That get folded
Over and Over,
One into another
Depending on your
Upbringing, background
Individual rebellion,
Or cowardly convention,
And yet!
Some,
The more daring,
Keep on Thinking
Asking, Hoping
For some,
Devine intervention
That will help us
Understand
Human corruption
And ‘Exceptionalism’
Does go,From your heartTo the best partOf your beingLet it flow,Let it flow,Let it glowAs far as its LightWill go,And never, neverLet,This blooming blessingGo.
So much hurt and nothing changed,All clouds return as summer rainAll vital claims, disclaimed.
Their only in it,For the ride,And if you let themThey’ll take your hide.‘I’m running here,I’m running there,But hey, don’t call me,I just don’t care,I am the shadow,Of what I should be,If you are decent,Don’t be like me’Now,When you think of itHow can it be?That we are governed,By Insanity!
The bearing tree has understood,The mission to create,But, We, poor fools,Do not know yet,That Love’s better than hate.
If you can answer,Please do.Because, I can’tEven if I wantedTo.Love is blindTightly Bound,By such mysteriousFeelingsThat for, the inexplicable,Many timesThe right words,Don’t existOr can’t be ever found.
Dedicating a poem to someone,Was really, blowing their horn.Today, you might say,That type of sentimental honorIs practically unknown,Times change,What once was gloryToday, just bubbly foam.
