They call it justly, Love.
For it has no beginning.
It has no end.
Only one thing is undeniably certain.
You either cry vehement tears of a broken heart.
Or dance with angels into ethereal bliss instead.
Or dance with angels into ethereal bliss, instead!
Fog dense as a bed sheet hung at the window,
and through that white blindness come
the eerie cries of cows moaning in the field
like a whole mothering universe calling
for its lost sons—trucked off to auction in the night.
On grief's scale, these wails fall lower than
the shriek that stunned us as we passed by
the funeral home just as its door opened,
......
Terror
As we braved the horror
Manufactured to cause us to suffer for no sin
Pumped with poison into our black skin
Yet unto them who administered to us pain
Death to their own, became daily rain
Commonality
WEF still decimates humanity
The more one, of it, begins to think
......
They call it justly, Love.
For it has no beginning.
It has no end.
Only one thing is undeniably certain.
You either cry vehement tears of a broken heart.
Or dance with angels into ethereal bliss instead.
Or dance with angels into ethereal bliss, instead!
Terror
As we braved the horror
Manufactured to cause us to suffer for no sin
Pumped with poison into our black skin
Yet unto them who administered to us pain
Death to their own, became daily rain
Commonality
WEF still decimates humanity
The more one, of it, begins to think
......
Fog dense as a bed sheet hung at the window,
and through that white blindness come
the eerie cries of cows moaning in the field
like a whole mothering universe calling
for its lost sons—trucked off to auction in the night.
On grief's scale, these wails fall lower than
the shriek that stunned us as we passed by
the funeral home just as its door opened,
......