(OF LOSING AND FINDING LOVE FRAGMENTED AND FRACTURED)
So many lost in States of distrust... Past relationships clouding judgement... Such disharmony as love takes a savage beating...
She is calming
Falling across man's soul
Such soothing music
Bruised spirits dwelling in states suspended... Stuck in moments in time... Screams echoing into the depths of the abyss.
He is calming
He has become solid rock
His foundations strong
So much pain... Such apathy... Questions of who, what and why me... Such vivid dreams shattering deep sleep.
Tales of birds and bees
Twain they are the harmony
The promise foretold
So many so hurt that they can't be healed... Such a shame as we exist in all this beauty... Love but a fraction of a thought away... Past is past, today is today.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
