EXCUSE ME

 

 

It's my immaturity

My lack of control

How convenient the excuse!

And yet it's true

we are not always 

masters of ourselves

and every act of evil

that fell our way

governed by 

someone's lack of control

or our own.

I WISH

 

I wish Love would conform

to its definition 

of being the most gentle of emotions

of being unconditional, unselfish

understanding, giving

patient and kind

instead of the way

it seeks revenge, competes

desires...lusts

fights, scratches

keeps score and scorns

but all Love seems to know

and say

is no matter what

its here to stay