What kind are we some people say
because we break and never bend?
I guess we've always been this way
and we will break until the end.

Why don't we give ourselves a break
and have another love affair?
It makes no difference who you take,
carress their soul and show you care.

There are no sinners and no saints
though myth still needs belief to live.
There's nothing wrong with pastel paints
but save some brighter flair to give.

We can't control another's thought
nor can we change misguided choice
but we can give more than we bought
and keep a softly timbered voice.

Abstractions are a valid tool
to trigger greater mind expanse.
The poet Rimbaud was no fool
and he gave all abstractions chance.

Epiphanies are rare but true
and come at angles very strange,
but when transcendence comes to you
you'll know the core of soul has changed.



The Truth Is:

my little bitty buddy better bite a bitter fruit
or every other acolyte will allocate pursuit
the chapel had an apple and a bite was taken out
so now the chapel grapples as to what the bite's about

Don't be such a pessimist.