The brutal truth
that piece of stark reality
inside the whines, the cries, the lies.
When life steps on a figurative
we do explode inside.
we act-out, wielding weapons of words
to suggest how wrong YOU are,
how sweet life might be if THEY step away.
Yet in the quiet of our home
we do the buy-in
we make the choice to stay away
there’ll be no ruffling feathers tonight,
when fear steps aside,
and lets complacency inside.
Our world has experienced ‘dreams’
that received a clear shot in the face.
There is a certain power in maintaining the status quo,
but what about the other side,
that part we tend to avoid.
What about the people that only want to feel right,
rather than always living to accept second best.
Is that really living?
I would desire if I could to find a way to love,
I would if I could desire a way to find love
I would find a way to desire love
I would desire love
I would love