A few of my thoughts in a poem for you: –

** HUMANE-NESS IS DYING **

The tired soul is dying
Leaving a void within,
The Humane-ness is lying
In silence, again, we begin;
In Freedom & bondage
Where deception runs deep,
They pass to their advantage –
The kingdoms are for keep.

And gaze while they’re sleeping
By reaching for height,
They rest in your feeling
An amazing bright light.
When doubt fills our glories
Of layers unfold,
It is then that the stories
Of our history are told.

Outnumbered I spoke with them
Recalling memories of delight,
But who could decipher them
When we’re living in fright.
Beyond all refusal
The doubts in our glories,
The wind is a dismal,
And Are part of these stories.

The waving of tall grasses,
The song of the hidden sinner,
That croons as it passes
You do so with a little quiver.
The heavy-heart is a fool
The summoning of jealousy,
The confusing schedule
Must blend until you see.

Without these, indeed, you
Would discover before too long,
Just like I would read to you
The words of a beautiful song
That exhaustion would linger
When flowers don’t bloom,
The melodies of a singer,
Of The hypnotic tune.

And, melding with each
For far too long
There, sadly humane-ness is dying
We are in need of a happy song.

• Paul 💝alentine –

My gift 🎁 to you.
P.
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