hell is just
the church's
basement

red wine
stained our lips,
with clumsy hands
tracing moonlight
on your skin.
our love got sweeter
with each stolen kiss
and in those moments
i knew,
i would follow you
to any ruin.

why is it so hard to love
what you hate

learn to love
what you hate.

The winds of change

Are blowing

We need to hear them sing

Open up and listen

To alarm bells as they ring

Learn from this experience

Like we never did before

This virus isn't kidding

It's already gone to war

Casualties are many

No-one wants a million more!

I born.

I live.

I die.

No one.

Cry.

a condition
not a direction

Child, enjoy now,
Fear not the pain and sorrow
Leave that to adults