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since the world began love as been around

in the heart of everyone thats where love is found

given to us all a special gift indeed

something thats for everyone some thing we all need.



its helps the world to live helps us understand

in each and every country all across the land

there since time began there for evermore

to fill theworld with love on each and every shore
Arlene Corwin Aug 2016
And The World Gets Through Its Day

And the world goes on without me.
And the world gets through its day.
And you never start a sentence with an‘and’.
As I contemplate the boil on my gum,
The germ that could remove me in a night,
I take offense, collected sum
Of steam a dissipating stream
Which no one would so much as modify
One nano-second’s schedule for.
Earth without an Arlene in it
Without one self-adjusted minute.
Ants don’t change their habit-dance
Corroborating colleague ants
Who pass away, heads bitten off.
Gigantic are the forces
Pushing onward, forward,
Only nodding towards mortality.
This very day
My childhood friend rings up to say
His chemo- has been discontinued – insufficient.
Chemicals were not enough.
Stupid crab has gotten tougher,
Shifting upwards towards the head.
And the world gets through its day.
And the world goes on without one.
And you never start a sentence with an ‘and’.

And The World Gets Through Its Day 10.20.2006 (a little addition line 11 8.30.2016)
A Sense Of The Ridiculous; Birth, Death & In Between; Nature In & Of Reality;
Arlene Corwin
Michael Parish Oct 2019
This kid was fired
currsed
ready to rap
born with trials
sleepy with credentials
ready for theworld as a whole
tired of leaving it slivered
unborn in the case
resurrected with champaighn
and solve poor boy
makes it roar
upon the streets
roars make beats
we live it all
unabrasive
worlds far away
from stardom
bricks spouting freedom
take this
and tell me
if we all deserve
to be ourselves
ring love
with seldom days
when earth went to far away.
troump with that head
marble in freedom
brake asty verse
make it your resume
your life's work
is everything you do
quit playing aces and
skip around the decks
lift your eyes in the brine
see everything as sunchine
take every breath and think
in the unwakable places
make a dark mine lite with
golden cqracels a dream against
unrully time
listen in
keep your Whit's thin
look at every stranger
and know what they are.
cry through ur life
walk in nite
listen to your mind.  
it's always part 1
nvinn fonia Mar 14
theWORLD IS GETTIN BETTER MAN ALL THAT IS NEEDED IS LOVE

— The End —