I pray the day will never come
When I somehow cannot smile
Being undisturbed
Conflicts not my style
But it’s true I haven’t had a good fight in a while
So I scrummage up some courage
That I had many years back when
And I stand in solidarity
With whom many I call friends
I’ll fight for your freedom
As I hope you would fight for mine
We’re together in this battle
And together we’ll be fine

They rambled on and babbled
Although I’ve ciphered out the code
It’s all just interference
Meant to keep it tempered; slowed
The signal’s getting weaker
Yet, I still made out a verse
It had to do with outer space
And blowing up the earth!

We crafted out of snow
A man of seven feet
A carrot for his nose
His eyes were two small beets
We used raisins for his smile
Two sticks for his arms
He donned a scarf and top hat
As if to keep him warm
He was given last a corn pipe
So he looked debonair
Needless to say, on this special day
There’s Christmas in the air

The summers heat
In hot dry waves
Domino’s and lemonade
Sandals, shorts, bikini strings
Ocean views and summer flings
Relaxing down by the pool
Not a single thought of work or school
These are just some things we do
When we are a kid

‪Her memories are fading‬
‪Her children are all grown‬
‪But they cannot be bothered‬
‪And the house is not a home‬
‪She wonders where the time has gone‬
‪And what still lies ahead‬
‪When just today she had trouble ‬
‪Getting out of bed‬
Her husband has been dead for years
She looked to him for all
She had everything invested
But had no crystal ball
She was helpless, scared, and lost
And she paid a heavy cost
Just in order to maintain some balance
She was alive, but dead inside
With nothing to decide
It’s been years since she last cried
It’s like she’s in a fog without a forecast of it clearing

I love your use of color
The patterns that are formed
How every single layer
Somehow matches the decorum
It’s a fascinating marvel
Of which I hope you’ll share
With loads and loads of people
And make them all aware
The time is now
The moments right
Turn ignition
And ignite

I bend and I stretch
While making my move
It isn’t for all
Not mother approved
It’s falling in line
Or taking a stand
The promises, many
Yet we’re still undermanned
The focus distorted
Reverting back to the plan
To take over the world
And be king of the land