Find families enslaved
By the tongue they loss to the
Assimilated language of harsh
And embedded punition
This language of royal men
Speaks of nitrides of the blood
Flowing from demagnetized
Hearts to radicals of impatience
Pressurized within the mind
To believe that love survives
The pains of gifts unreturned
I suffer not such dire belief as
I love you through the grief
I love you through the pain
I love you through the jilt that
Set like Jell-O that reminds us
Of the hardness of the spirit
That sets before drinking
And I love you for this
Medicine of conscious thinking
So also deem to judge my slang
Mull over why love returns
As soft as flesh I behold
As beholds my hand holds yours.

Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Do not reproduce without permission.