ten score of decades from a kiss
the moral melee…I was not prepared to live like this
we marvel at the chrysalis… yet travel life like Sisyphus
the mind of mistakes goes away
rewind and replay… can I say goodbye to friends and rings?
the social sense of belonging… the callous acts good fortune brings
the outward tendencies we have
toward the splendor things…we draw last breath on bended knee
to balance out uncertainty…a small account for you and me
to outlive life’s expectancies…
let’s form some tragedy to make this life more interesting
trade boredom, mediocrity for fabric facts and social things
the goal of mankind comes to this…
the foal and lamb define the role of lion and lioness
culpable plan for each redress…improbable now I must confess
the soul it travels on and on…
black holes we have to fill… beyond the sea we’ll make a start
the beating of two lonely hearts… believing in a love apart