The responsibility is not theirs
for innocence is our right.
Yet we seek punishment
and analyze
what went wrong.
It is setting an example
that we who know must choose.
A hand becomes a tool.
Passion is love
Passion is lust
And it is not found
In the life of another
The animal within multiplies
The cosmos seek exchange
Forbidden
Foreclosed
The well remains open
When your security depends on the fall of another,
the discourse and chaos of what is not yours,
you have doomed only your own.
It's impossible to maintain order..
of the unbroken.
With what I am given, I will build.
For the betterment of all, and not just for one.
Without shame and without guilt,
The steps I take will move me forward.
This movement is for life.
Some of us prefer tulips,
And some of us prefer roses.
A garden is beautiful just the way it is.
But these differences offer chance.
A chance to change,
A chance of influence.
First impressions are not everything.
Let them learn,
that seeking revenge is their loss.
Let them learn,
that walking away is their truth.
Let them learn understanding.
Let them learn to listen.
Let them learn that life can be safe.
If Mother Earth and Father Time had a child,
would it walk around on two legs like you and me?
Would she fly high in the sky?
Would he move in analogs, waiting for a sign?
If Mother Earth and Father Time had a child,
I think it would be beautiful to see.
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