Should it be a matter of faith
Or humanity
Is there a need to draw a line between love and lust
Or is it simple a matter of swimming
In the dull grey matter that connects us all
In the obvious knowledge we were all born
And we're all going to meet death
And the things that separate us are only guessed at best
Pray to your hearts content
But refrain judgment  and tolerate
Those with different views
Its one world
So give one love
Unite and celebrate
Our differences
Because in the end
The only person you might find
When you die
Is you

In a fallen place we stand alone
with another child left forgotten
on streets the bodies rotten
while the world lays to decay
blood spills with endless war
where peace will reign no more

One taking from another
where there is no more trust
while time is only waiting patiently
to **** each and one of us
turning our backs on our own brother
thinking what we do we must

Government rules while politics take control
feeding minds with social lies
telling you only what they want you to know
beating a hammer to a stone
until nothing is left and gone

Burning down a divided society
where the rich only take with greed
while the poor live in poverty
struggling for what they need
while the Devil will only laugh and feed
whispering in ears what to say
collecting souls at the end of the day
in a world God only watches dies
Spiritwind ©2016

Why throw me into doubt?
Look at me,
You know my hearts never been out
Of the little box of love you've seen.

Why drunkenly kiss my hand?
And why right then?
You knew I was afraid again,
Why usher the doubt in?

Why you, in your maturity,
You knew better:
Knew better than to touch me.

Voicing your warnings of wait,
From a vantage
Of bitter taste.

Friend ,
I was young and happy,
Why widen the crack
For doubt to come it.

On your first date
She will ask your favorite book
And watch your face
like shes trying to memorise the details
She will show you a night like youve never seen
Because she sees everything

You'll know you're dating a writer
Because she is always changing
Understand that in her mind
She is a character always under revision
She will never ask your permission

Youll know you'rw dating a writer
When love moves past infatuation
You'll see her yearning for fire
Kindle that flame
Because she can't live without it
And you will never be the same

There was nothing more-
nothing more than that benighted sound,
nothing more than the kiss of lady loneliness
in moments you felt
you were the only one left alive.
There would be nothing more-
never to feel the freedom
of a reckless heart beating
in a chest that isn’t decomposing ,
breath by breath.

We would’ve been more,
had we known how to be.
We would’ve been more,
had we been allowed
to demand what is ours.

There was nothing more
than your own fate smothering you,
breath by breath.