Who are you,
Life?
I know where
You finally end,
But your purpose,
Life,
Why does it bleed,
Why do we suffer,
Make others pain, too
Why do we keep planting,
The Bad Seed
Of wars and misery,
Not caring,
Where all tragedies
Lead!
It would be so simple
To live in harmony,
Working together
Not fighting, the Sea
The Olive branch
Carried,
In each soul,
That’s free,
Tell me Life
I implore you!
Why, cannot,
Peace, Be?
Of idealistic rubble,Part of HistoryOr just memoriesMuddled,Whose very existence,Was more troubleThan worth,Because we seem committed,To toxicityInstead of creativity and mirthOr even,Just forgotten, how to actWith some specks of human worth.
Not all in Life is dutyHearts should often be,The better judge.
The Moon just couldn’t shine,The Sea no longer spoke to me,The Wind cried all the time.When you were gone,The DaffodilsNo longer yellow, smiled,And I no longer had the will,To know how much I cried.Now that you’re gone,The Willow Trees,Moved by the breeze,Begin their mournful song,Their long Green Strands,Embrasse my hands,We softly weep along…
Will make you happyLove goes so far,Beloved, dogs, and cats and petsBetter than all Casino bets.
All Silences come together,In something called,Night.
As Movie Viewers’Waistlines, Pop!
