Human touch is among
The most mysterious of fragrances
Moving away from the need for a diversion
Towards the need to believe in something worthy
Is already a type of liberation for the psyche
Why do we need so many offerings
To repatriate the missing pieces of a country
And yes you are mistaken but i love you anyway
Despite the smiling faces trapped in shiny frames
Hundreds of names and bodies are taken hostage daily
By ****** midriffs and fatal fitness equipment
Your loose lips can sink my ships any day of the week