I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

Frozen Upon A Moral Compass


Seems readily apparent,

the look in eyes,

we are all wondering

standing next to one another

when and where

why and what matters now

how do we understand,

care, wish, respect.

 

One life taken,

another ruined,

and thousands beyond,

curious what outcome

lay ahead, lay upon,

‘lay across my big brass bed’

and we’ll all recall the bothersome

reality that onus upon man,

that,

‘quite frankly, I don’t give a damn,’

won’t grant you shit anymore.

In fact, in opinion, in speculation,

we’re all riding the pendulum together,

so it seems,

so we wonder,

so what.

So, actually, the truth still matters.

 

See you on the other side,

said the blind man,

who chose to wonder

rather than feel the tension

round and round

the merry-go-round …

 

… and the beat goes on.

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