Never expect much from anyone...the capacity of people to let you down is often underestimated.

You love beautifully
But you hate even more sincerely
And I gladly accept your hatred
For it's better than indifference
And truth be told...
...Even your hatred has a certain charm and beauty to it
It's not downright ugly
There's shades of the dark cloudy sky to it
A tinge of the celestial darkness
A certain beautiful mystery like the galaxy
And even a wee a bit of the harsh sun on a merciless summer afternoon

Dare to be
Dare to live
Dare to love
Dare to dream
Dare to fly
Dare to challenge yourself
Dare to believe that you are extraordinary

The things I used to see I now see no more
Has humanity now become an eyesore?
Where are you now..?
..The positivity..the brotherhood..the glorious dream
Why are people threatened and punished if they question and scream?
Justice and equality...why did you become virtually extinct so soon?
You don't show up now even once in a blue moon
Kindness..compassion...Where have you gone?
Why are you looked down upon?
You were qualities once admired and cherised
It seems you have now deceased and been buried
May be I'm wrong
But it's been a while since I've heard your sweet song
Why have you become so rare now?
Have you gone into hibernation?
Do you need resurrection?
Why are you in hiding?
I miss those words of love and empathy
I miss those gestures of kindness and generosity
I miss those humane hearts
So dear humanity...
...Please come out and show yourself..I beg you..I plead with you...The world needs you
I still believe in you
Just give me your hand....

You are so beautiful that you compelled me to write
And so I wrote about you with my favourite pen
Every day.. I poured my soul out for you on the pages of my diary
The pages would beg me for mercy
But I just couldn't stop
I'd write about every facet of yours
I'd describe the magnificence of your beautiful soul
The incredible moon like beauty of your face
Your long black locks of magic
Your deep blue ocean eyes
Your ridiculously charming smile
I wrote about it all
And then one day the nib of my pen broke
And your memories and thoughts were left hanging in the ink
I could no longer capture them on the pages of my diary
I was so heartbroken and frustrated
I wanted to write about you so bad...
And so I tried with a new pen
But with a different pen...It just wasn't the same
The thoughts just refused to flow
My hands would tremble
I'd just keep staring at the pages
I miss those thoughts of you
I miss the emotions that I wanted to write about you
I miss capturing you through my words on the pages of my diary
My colourful diary is now an assortment of blank white pages
My diary which was once filled with life now has turned into a graveyard
I miss not being able to write about you

Remember, back in the day.
When belts held pants up?
Do you remember?
When you wore them to look presentable?

What happened?
Guys, wearing belts just to pull the pants down showing their underwear.

Looking more stupid wearing it.
What happened?

Remember when saying the B-word just wasn't heard?
Now many saying it like it's a common term.
Especially ladies stating to a friend or two.

Remember, when fistfights came and went.
Now, you got boys thinking they tough with guns.
Under this impression that they are men.
Least, they think they are.

Things, so uncommon.