Saturday, January 17, 2015

Morose.

                    Morose.



We come prepared
To bring a brand new dawn.
Worlds apart from greed,
A beautiful love is being born.
Someday soon arriving,
The way of peace shall shine.
On this day you friends of mine
Will not tire of love sublime.




Beyond the tiredness
Of how our leaders have acted.
The movement surging ever forward,
Shall force more love to be enacted.
The lovelessness displayed
By a people who just don’t care,
Has proved morose, devoid of progress
In ways that just aren’t fair.