Do you wish to know where the sea goes?
Onward to a land with no highs and no lows
Might you ponder a melodious line?
From a symphony drafted carefully in time
Thy heart aches to know for certain
these answers that seem shrouded by a curtain
We love the sea and music it gives off
As our own children whom we have nurtured from now until dawn
But to know the truth evades us so
We may be certain of very few things to know
Such as the care for another whom we hold so dear
Do not let yourself fall asunder to fear
And the desire to live that glorified life
full of laughter, smiles, and good- without strife
When might we know for certain the presence of such a storm?
When will it become a familiar beach for the norm?
A shore of certainty far and wide
Alone you might find it, but together you should stride
Hand in hand that’s why we are here
To live together, dependent on others so near
Could you imagine a world without Others?
Walls abound- no fathers, no mothers
We do not lie in this hell I speak
Therefore love others and spread it to the weak.
Do I dare dream of the day when multiplication bears no meaning?
The hour upon which time will stand still
And the people will be equal
Do I dare sleep when hatred spreads like illness?
Through the streets and alley corners
Forever sequestered into darkness
The hearts are strained with anger and rage
The tears flow down as rivers from the mountains
But nothing is ever gained
The river will never go back to the mountain
The tears may never retreat back to their caves
And all are lost in the game of cat and mouse
Is it us? Is it them?
And what shall bring the pain but to an end?
“Be fruitful and multiply”, He said.
And yet all cannot, will not, and should not
These minds are like children without parent
Like ocean without its moon
Rejected by the eternal law which will come down so soon
But legality strikes the moral compass
and tells you only one way to turn
that is a way of hatred
no more hearts left to burn
There will be a day where few shall dare to dream
If you keep pressing your laws upon our souls by the seam
There is no answer right or wrong in a life which is deemed short but can be long
Love and faith are different you see…
But that’s okay, tell us our wishes are not free.
I will not be fruitful, but I will multiply
I will guide those children you could not stand by
Loving them as God
the mighty one above
Would have loved them equally
had you not given up
That is just it, my friends, enemies, and humans alike
We bear the responsibility upon our backs for life
To preserve it as a delicate flower
Always to bloom no matter what divine power.
The fruit of life exists without multiplication
As long as we spread equal love without hesitation.