Thoughts come unbidden something more than real..feel each every unseen soul..trying to steal..closer every closer..fear drives them away..love will save unto the grave..not much more to say..When grey feel some after meeting those who are used so..worse, those who use themselves ignoring what they know..is it fear of so uncool..some past long gone hurt..something deep as heartbreak..or last night date skirt..we are all alone now..yeah, we have the field..to make and take what is given..build what life can yield..each poem seems so very short..some a bit too long..what keeps my heart from breaking?..My woman and my song..Peace Tony
If i can just make one thing better..save one life..
Land beauty small across oceans green..quiet easy paradise wonder love true scene..outrigger
travel to other islands near..little boats to take what floats trade there to bring it here..hope there every moment..sun or rain each day..love defined says ‘yes she’s mine’..eyes say what each must say..clouds stacked to the heavans..fortell coming storm..winds can change, see from the distance..nature takes each form..
Industry, another country, most are on the clock..work eight hours every day..longer, ‘money rocks’. Dance then weekend loving..want there is defined..worth delusion bought, confusion takes the mind..takes it to imagine..’if it only was’..most folks never see themselves..only ‘money does’..statistics to show each one..who and what they are..when lost the cost is never seen..lost lowers the bar..
Yes they have an army..toys to thrill each kid..at seventeen wanting medals to show what they did..seems a coconut King some third world nation land..does not want condos there..denies a helping hand..leaders tried to speak..show them plans of men..historically exploit new lands under guise of ‘friend’..no matter promise given..context of the word..when one lives in silent truth a lie is always heard..
Mighty land did conquer..owns all coconuts..media says it was good..took them from a rut..How confusion does it?..fear, greed maybe bored..reason manufacture..even into war..sell those coconuts at home..that land flies our flag..for what its worth..I’ve known since birth..this ‘progress’ is a drag..bring folks guilt religion..bring them angry god..paid for blessings of the soul, marriage life and sod..
Like children who outgrow toys..young folks deep in love..like allowing girls in game for boys..what is above..like sheep stripped land migration to another range..man outgrows usury..it is time for change..
The questions are found in the past..the answers found in the future..Peace Tony