I suppose we’re all different,
But beware of those
Who have no Insight,
And practice,
Intolerance and ignorance,
We just cannot write about it
And turn the other cheek
Or accept defeat
There, we are obliged to fight,
And Win,
The line to disaster is so thin.
That poetry is Never,A foeThat poetry will go,Further than any force on Earth,To put a stop to injustice,Equalize, the diverse,Plant gardens of feelings,With Roses so appealingThe Heavens will Burst into Love,Poetry,Never Enough.
I propose, Lie Detectors,Up Everybody’s sleeve.
Spark.True feelingArtistic workDignity,Redemption,Salvation.
In lives and moral scarsBut evil men keepSpreading ItIn countless ways,Not caring who it mars.Inhuman insanity,Hurting humanityEvil travels near and far,Unbelievable!What enjoyment can there beIn such destructive hate,With cruelty and deathAs their only mate.
Do not always come trueBut if they’re shattered, one by oneThat does destroy you too.
It can’t be cut out or eliminated,It just stagnates,In thin smoky-grey cloudsThat don’t rain or alleviate,The sadness it shouts out.,
