Love has to be two way
In order for it to sparkle
Otherwise it just bounces
Off the walls
And drops to the floor
Like a ball
Never caught.
Love has to be two way
In order for it to sparkle
Otherwise it just bounces
Off the walls
And drops to the floor
Like a ball
Never caught.
Treat others with respect
And kindness
But you can also be a little wild and crazy
Don’t lose that zest
That made you who you are
You can use that bold energy
To help yourself
And others
Mechanical bits and bobs turning
But the machine is slowly winding down
Until it stops
And then it will just
Sit in the warehouse
(Like the Ark Of The Covenant
In Indiana Jones)
Just sitting there
Gathering dust
Cobwebs will form
Spiders will make homes
In the little alcoves
Between the smallest cogs
The machine is full of nests
Of other lives
But not its own
A machine doesn’t think
Or have a mind
It becomes a host
To little beating hearts
And things that want to live
‘The peacekeepers hide in the madhouse while the lunatics rule the streets.’
–Batman, from Harley Quinn, Hot In The City
When The World Goes Mad
We’ll Still Be Sane
And Still Be The Same
Holding Onto What We Knew
In The Old Days
When Life Was Simple
And Plans Were Few
And Pleasures…Were You.
When The World Goes Mad
It’ll Just Be Me And You
Friend
Lover
Other
Husband
Wife
Pet
It’ll Just Be Me And You
Against The World
We’ll See It Through
When The World Goes Mad
We’ll See It Through
In the Armegeddon
Of Our Emotions
And In The Wilderness
Of Our Wildest Dreams
There Is An Oasis
We Open Our Eyes
And Think…
Oh No, Not Another Dawn!
When We Awake
We Get
The Shock Of Our Life
There’s More To This
There Always Is
It’s About Motivation
And Drive
And Love
Always
Always About Love
That Elusive
And Powerful Force.
We’ll See It Through
Aim to Forgive
(Very Difficult, but worth it)
Hate Less
(Difficult)
Love More
(Hard Work, it has to be said)
But nothing worth having comes easy.
There’s Always
Some Shrapnel
It Can Stay In For Life
And Tends To
Work Its Way In
Deeper
Love has to be
Two way
In order
For it
To sparkle
Otherwise
It just bounces
Off the walls
And drops
To the floor
Like a ball
Never caught.
‘Just like Esau, the offspring of Adam are about to sell their birthright for a bowl of stew.’
Birthright– Timothy Alberino
I’m facing
My social media phobia
My SMP
Sounds like a political party.
I guess it is, in a way.
It’s a political party
I would never consciously vote for
Yet it always seems to get in with a majority.