Walked a labyrinth And wrote a poem Then suddenly It all exploded
I am a Libra, can’t you see The meaning of dichotomy The this and that, the you and me The balance and disparity
Hannah Banana With the flower bandana Look at your garden grow With tender leaves And shoots of peas
She is the one I call my life And nothing like Her sweet and spice So if you want
What if we stopped fearing and started loving? Loving the unique. Loving the different. Loving them.
I give you an inch You try for a mile I’m glad I spoke up And still made you smile
Don’t think that we Should berate I feel we must Coruscate Not focus on
Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type
I only care about you when You exit from my life I only ahh-pper-ec-i-ate When I can’t taste your spice I only know that you are all
I am a simple, joyful man Without a thing you’d call a plan I bounce around and bump into What I would call my Katmandu
I loved someone and they hurt me They hurt me like I designed them… You don’t know hell Until you’ve created your own
Life after age eight Put downs and berates People don’t like you When they look like fools
If you’re satisfied with yourself And the world you live in, Is that your cue To start again?
You have physicality And I have my mentality You’ve already lost the fight So give it up and say “Good night…
Don’t try to be divine ‘Cause we’ve always been Just try to be yourself My out fits your in
