The Language of Love

If you asked me
What I want to do
No need to think
Cause I’ve already thought it through
It would be this
And I would create other things
Pictures, paintings
Maybe learn to play the strings
Rewrite a song to sing
Unfortunately in this life
In this world
All things have a price
It matters very little if you are nice
Hurts when you think twice
Reward is when you buy her ice
I disagree
And I am tired of trying to get others to see
The world the way I think it should be
Because when I do
They point the finger
And scream insanity
Even if you like these words
If you saw my face
And heard
You’d probably join the choir
Call me absurd
Be the first to say
I’m glad they locked that guy away
Perhaps this is a grey picture
A bleak outlook
But after all these years
And words to fill plenty of books
I seem no closer than I was before
I took some risks
And landed flat on my face
Flat on the floor
No one to pick me up
No one to lend a hand
Just finger points, jokes, and ridicule
I wish others had a clue
That I could care less what job I do
But I do know
I cannot draw many more breaths in this stale air
Each day in this world closer to death
Which is not the course of life
Not why humans descend into bodies
More like to transform into light
Harness the strength of eternal life
Do the Lord’s Work create, read, and write
Apparently these are crazy ideas
Thoughts worth dismissing
Even though we all know the material
Life keeps us missing
Keeps us wishing
For something greater
Something better
Let’s no longer talk about the weather
How about real talk
Hold my hand baby, let’s go for a walk
Tell me how you love
Tell me their names
Tell me all your happy memories
Most importantly tell me your dreams
Let’s build them together into a way more beautiful scene
Together we are an unstoppable team
So let’s leave this world behind baby
I’m so over it
They can call us crazy
But we don’t speak their language anymore
Now we speak the divine tongue
The language of love