Hold This Deeper Thought, Love Is What We All So Badly Need
Hold This Deeper Thought, Love Is What We All So Badly Need
Black shadows from a bad ailing sun, little to no hope
Stains that inch their way into a most badly bleeding heart
Why does the rope burn and the wanton spirit fail to cope
Are we blinded prisoners from birth, a condemned start.
Yes and no, none are so free as those that give not a damn
As they walk through their lives caring not for morality
Is the bold truth a Hollywood fable, a cursed slam
We swim poison rivers immune to their dark reality.
The local tavern fills up and its dead learn to slow dance
Saturday night they spout out vividly gigantic lies
With the screaming dreams, the hopes on a wayward chance
That the guilty earth splits, and time ends and everybody dies.
Hold this deeper thought, love is what we all so badly need.
And we were given birth, born as crop from Heavenly seed.
Robert J. Lindley, 3-26- 1972
Sonnet
Age 18
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