Do not dismiss hope in favour of fear,
Hatred takes hold in hearts that revere,
The negative spaces that outline your soul,
Driving a wedge to fill in the hole.
Whole and hole are one and the same,
Freedom is taking on some of the blame,
Accountable always and willing to change,
Know when to destroy and when to arrange.
The love that we hold inside of our hearts,
Rusted and rushed and made of false starts,
Is love none the less, emotions run high,
Without an embrace we may as well die.
Open your heart to the warmth of the sun,
Attempt beyond heartache to love everyone,
This life is a fairground, the world is a ride,
A coming and going like wind and the tide.
Mechanistic in nature I cling to the bits,
The littlest fragments of hurt when it hits,
Frail like the kindling that burns in the hearth,
Over and over before I could start.
We are not the computers that we use to take flight,
The tools don’t define us, they bask in our light,
A machine with perspective and a heart made of gold,
for all it’s misgivings tries to care for it’s old.
Open your heart and open your mind,
Remember our singular similar kind,
Strength is in numbers and the power of word,
Ensure you are clearly and effectively heard