As It Should Be

Enemies we are not,
Though the pulpit insists,
Enemies we are not,
Though many spread hate,

Enemies we are not,
Though a love goes sour,
Enemies we are not,
We can contain our pain,

Enemies we are not,
Even though not the same,
The best of you of lives in me,
The best of me lives in you,

If we but learn to forgive ourselves,
We will be able to forgive anyone,

easy…

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Drifting Memories

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This Our World

Happening, a never to end cycle,
Vivid violent images bloody overwhelm,
This nightmare of reality looms ever true,
Can we hope for better, dare dream of peace,
With sadness I fear not, for we ourselves ere flee,
Allowing it, bowing to the few, and follow their rule,
Thus forever it continues, tempest of engulfing flames,
And we will hide from it, forget, boxed deepest in mind,
Can’t remember, must not, can not allow, will not,
Thus condemned we will remain for eternity,
Locked tight within this unending nightmare,
Condemning all those as yet to come,


-easy