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Hank Love Sep 2020
The more you hold someone in the dark, the more that person will find that they are comfortable.
Hank Love Sep 2020
"If A Man's Home is His Castle" this is another musical number I wrote for "Mister Gates and the Return From Nowhere"

If a man's home is his castle
Then I am a king who's been dethroned
A man has his dreams in this world to dazzle
To carve his name into the stone

My life has always been merry
Well ordered, yes some might say
But I've reached the age where
Life has stopped giving
And instead has taken away

If a man's maids are his servants
To obey his each and every command
Then they all have turned into serpants
And I haven't a leg to stand

What other life do I know
But a life of morals and merit
What more may I teach to mold the breed
So one day they might inherit?

If a man's own wife is his queen
To rule each day by his side
Then why must the queen in her way intervene
And mistake my judgement for pride?

A man has dreams, goals, ambitions
To etch his name into time  
To leave his mark into life's own arch
But the man is stripped from his prime

If a man's home is his castle
Then I am a king who's been dethroned
I've never once asked for this hassle
And it feels as though I must suffer alone
Hank Love Sep 2020
Amidst the far, and flowering brush,
Dwelt a place, where,
While we were much older,
Still had we remained children
At purest heart.
The fair aroma reconciled my passion-
The constant burning in my soul
Which I had long forsaken.
There it swelled, and my heart,
While it remained volcanic,
And while the blossoms of the field
Were very well endowed,
In childhood hour,
While my spirit still dwelled,
In the passing hour, I did not.
Hank Love Sep 2020
This is a musical number i wrote for a scene  on a play i am writing titled Mister Gates and the Return From Nowhere. In this scene Mister Gates is being followed home by bums.


BUMS:
It's a cruel, dull life
In the slums, (In the slums)
Considered by the village
We are bums, (we are bums!)

You have silken sheets
And warm feather beds
We have city streets
With a rock to lay our heads!

(TO MISTER GATES)

Please, Mister! Please!
Could you spare a moment of your time?
A portion of your love
Indeed Could make a world so fine!
Please, Mister, Please!

Mister Gates:
I work all day,
To the common man I'm a slave!
And yet the people here
Expect me to give it all away!

Bums:
Think about the children,
Do you have any of your own?
Winter's here again at last
And we are forced to roam!

Our stomachs all are empty,
But our dreams they are full
We are down to our last shilling
A life of a *** is absolutely cruel!

Please, Mister! Please!
Could you spare? Be so kind!
A portion of your copper
Would feed their children and mine!
Please, Mister Please!

Mister Gates:
Senseless lot!

Bums:
Mister, please show some heart!

Mister Gates:
Filthy slobs!

Bums:
By the rest of the world, forgot!

Mister Gates:
Dreadful sobs!

Bums:
We haven't got alot!

Mister Gates:
Why don't you get a job!

Bums:
Please, Mister! Please!

Mister Gates:
I tell you, I will not! GOOD DAY!

(Door slams)
Hank Love Sep 2020
Before you dare fall in love,
You have to remember to
Love someone through their storms.
You've already experienced the rain
The only difference is that
You didn't have anyone
To hold the umbrella.
Hank Love Sep 2020
Some people think its a book
That its just an old wives tale
But they don't know
What you went through
To save my soul from hell

But I know you moved the mountains
And I know you calmed the seas
Just because God loved me

Some people think youre an idol
A fire burning in the night
Some people are in denial
Even though they've seen you
With their eyes

But I know you're coming
Lord I know you're coming soon

And im ready, im waiting
For loves warm embrace
I'm seeking, im praying
To see a smile on your face
When you call me,
When you take me home
And you tell me that I am your own

Sometimes I make mistakes
And somewhere I've drawn the line
But I'm human what can i say
And I'm built by your design

I know you made me in your image
And I know you already knew my name
And You take away my blame

And im ready, im waiting
For loves warm embrace
I'm seeking, im praying
To see a smile on your face
When you call me,
When you take me home
And you tell me that I am your own

Yeah

Lord I'm ready, I'm waiting
For loves warm embrace
I'm seeking, I'm praying
To see a smile on your face
When you call me,
When you take me home
And you tell me that I am your own
Hank Love Sep 2020
I moved to the city
When I was still a child
And people then
They knew something was wrong
They'd always stop and stare
And cut me down to size
Saying "the boys too different
He doesn't belong"

It was 7 years ago
When I came to know her
Someone who saw the man inside
The only one who could see
The man behind the myths
And who could hear the truth
Behind the lies

No one even knew
What I felt for her
No one cared enough
To ask me why
I think the thing
I loved about her most of all
Is how much better I saw myself
In someone elses eyes

One night a man came to my door
With a badge of silver in his hands
He showed me her picture
And he pointed his finger
He asked me why I did it
But no one ever knew about our plans

No one even knew
What I felt for her
No one cared enough
To ask me why
I think the thing
I loved about her most of all
Is how much better I saw myself
In someone elses eyes

We had plans to run away together
Go somewhere where we knew
We would not be hurt
We would Leave town and run away
And start a new life with another name
Until a jealous ex
Boyfriend found her first

No one even knew
What I felt for her
No one cared enough
To ask me why
I think the thing
I loved about her most of all
Is how much better I saw myself
In someone elses eyes
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