Small rigid dirt paths take you back and forth from the past, brash new structures take the place of life; showing us where we are headed fast. Beautiful people pace the roads wondering if they will ever find a home. Somewhere a touch went wide of the mark, now as they sit alone in the dark. Cars roll by, wretched sights flash bright. Passengers pounder why, have they ever been in the light? Kind souls never rest, not just obeying god's request. Decelerating to help, they are a candle in a lost night. You stare at the majestic rolling ridges, the sky; the blue, blue sky. We worry about tomorrow, some worry about right now. Time ticks away, it is a circus tiger escaping from its cage. Are you not happy? With what is there. Are you not grateful? For what you have. You will never live without love; which is like a parched rose.
Everywhere I go, I see beautiful faces. For those who know how to love, god is not always so gracious. I know pretty souls with terrible holes from what they don't have. Where are you god? I never take anything for granted, my life, my home, my ambiance, my being; I love. I accept everything. Tough intervals of pain will pass, what hasn't ended you only builds you up. When a small boy falls off his bike, his scrapped knees heal. Same goes for every situation. Look up, you will be rewarded. Who are you to judge me?