Down I go to the
Uncanny valley to speak
I ask why love cannot
Be ubiquitous
I take umbrage to
The almighty God
Looking now the
Number is unprecedented
So many are walking
Here unscrupulous
Finding now all
Answers to be unequivocal
No matter how urbane a lie is
A falsehood to me
By having it any other way
Is to let the unctuous
Broker a peace
To the many
Possible tomorrows
The future is but a whisper
Echoing into yesteryear
Seen through love
To love. To love. To love.
Mostly a continuous dream
A marvelous dream
When the song of love
Is played without melody
Life is an interlocking
City of roadways
Lacking any street signs
Zig Zagging
And crashing
Lost forever
Not knowing north from east
For when the common man
Lives their days
And cannot be trusted
To act in their good name
What good is a world
Where we can't
And will never
Broker a peace
Locked bars of soap
Pens and markers
Behind thick
Sheets of
Unbreakable plastic
Because not even
A single candy bar
Is safe from a thief
How can we ever
What will it ever take to
Broker a peace
To heaven my cries
Perhaps only heard
My me
Yet there's a storm
That's brewing
Thunder and lightning
Breaking above and around
Black clouds
That shut out the sun
Blocking out the light
Leaving not much
To be seen
What will it take to
Broker a peace
Only no matter how urbane
A lie is
(A lie can never ever)
Not ever be truth to me
By having it any other way
Is to let the unctuous
Broker a peace