You cannot make me hate
It is my own failure.

Even though, I have known
that pebble and glass strewn road,
cut my feet on those jagged shards,
and felt their sharpness biting my skin,

You cannot make me hate without
more than I hate the weakness within
when I give in
to hating again.

Kings command and Knights clash  
Power eventually fades and weakens
People who are politically skillful play the game
Understand, expect nothing. Appreciate everything.

People who are politically skillful
Understand, power doesn't corrupt it reveals
Understand,power  is the great conductor of the universe
Understand, expect nothing. Appreciate everything.

Once someone has it the curtains are raised
Rulers see through spies
allies, pawns or even weak masters serve as fronts
Understand, the people you associate with are critical
Understand, Watch those around you

People who are politically skillful
Study the seasons and appear intelligent
However, no amount of thinking in advance can prepare you
Understand, expect nothing. Appreciate everything

The heart burns
Acidic fluctuations
Desire’s frustration

How can it be so hard
To find someone
To love and be loved by

To slide my hand
Down the curves
Of her jaw
To pull her close
To kiss softy
And hardly
In tandem
To speak deep
To think well
And compliment
Gaps in understanding

I see the world become
A cycle of love
And loves lost
Deaths and rebirths
Even drug dealers and murderers
Find the full passion of love
In love struggling to find their place
Together

I am a shade
Walking just outside
Of loves touch
It is my own fault
I laid the bricks
Of my own isolation
And instead of cracking
Their sad foundation
I perpetuate such frustrations
Alone
To smart for my own
good

Listening to the sea,
that dark looking glass
like the watchboy they ask
about the night, my brother,
the black mirror you see,
I know almost nothing about,
I heard a dirge of burning longboats
like the songs the dead sing
to put me to sleep, my death,
if I could tell you about it,
my Captain, I would but I slept
right through it, not dreaming.