True love is not getting her
A gift for everyone to see
Rather it's behind closed doors
Where your devotion is proven
When she can't sleep
And you talk her through the night
When you fall ill to some disease
And she stays by your side,
Watching your favorite shows with you

True love is not bringing your "arm candy" with you to show off
If your love her, then you love the way
She looks all the time, even when she
First wakes up, her face rid if products
If you love him, you won't read his texts, for isn't trust the cornerstone in the structure of the life you are building together?

If you love each other,
You will accept your flaws and those
Of your beloved, and cherish each other through for who you are,
Who you've been, and who
You will become

Just more flesh;
man created God,
for his benefit.
Because he knows no better
without biological and psychological structure
--no longer a threat--.
Goes the monstrosity
with its guileful regulation:
suddenly God is made anew.

© S. Wesley Mcgranor

Ignorance is bliss,
and I am not ignorant
not in any sense.
I have seen,heard,felt,tasted, and smelled
death and despair.
I have grasped on to desperation
and I have fallen in love with grief
I know and understand tragedy
I know and understand pain
anxiety, depression and disappointment.
I am too kind
and I am too trusting
but I am not ignorant.

And ignorance is bliss.

Let’s make a point
And rock this joint.
What with Putin and ISIS,
We’re all in crisis.
I sound like Ali,
From here to Bali.
Let’s give Peace a chance,
Our world to enhance.
What happened to Love?
Where’s God up above?
Don’t need globalisation,
Just one Human Nation.

Time for a stanza:
Let’s have a bonanza.
But seriously folks,
This is no time for jokes.
We must have compassion,
It isn’t on ration.
So please hear my call
And Love one and all.

Paul Butters