Such are the hearts of men, that they are cold and caged,
When all you wanted was to make a better man.
Such are the tongues of men, that they are repulsive and insulting,
When all you wanted was to make a better man.
Such are thoughts of men, that they are rigid and unaccepting,
When all you wanted was to make a better man.
Such are the ears of men, proud and self important,
When all you wanted was to make a better man.
When all you wanted was to make a better man.
Such are the tongues of men, that they are repulsive and insulting,
When all you wanted was to make a better man.
Such are thoughts of men, that they are rigid and unaccepting,
When all you wanted was to make a better man.
Such are the ears of men, proud and self important,
When all you wanted was to make a better man.
What a comeback, Lyrical Assassinatrix! I am totally loving the new look of the blog.
ReplyDeleteThe poem is sensual, reminds me of an epic love letter...It jumps from the screen into the heart. I could read it again and again. And there is something about the handwriting that tops it all.
A feather in your hat, Lyrical Assassinatrix.
Thank you Lorot :-)
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