What if I Was Wrong.

What if I was wrong?

That love is not all you need,

It can steal you from you or take all that you claim

near and dear to self and cap you at your knees, leave you lame

High water swells, robs you of your senses

Beaten for every penny, it would leave you cent less,

Again and again turned over and over,

Destined to be fruitless, a rambling rover

Of the roads and the night

Of the deserted city streets,

No end for me hope isn’t in sight,

No golden dawns, no morning treat

What if I was wrong?

About everything I’d ever I’d ever told you,

That every bridge was impassable without the fear of God,

Would you convert and take the path in lieu

Of what’s been read, or fight till the death with steel sword and rod?

Let’s get this out this out of the way

I’ll just go ahead and apologize today

all my misgivings and deep shame,

My lamentations, you’re not to blame

For the terrible mess I’ve made,

For the years I’d wasted static,

Our distance grew, camera start fade

to black, lungs heavy, breath asthmatic

I clutch my chest and wait for the truth

It’s what I need to hear, no matter how uncouth

What if I was wrong?

That all grey skies bring pain

Thoughts that torture and toil in my mind

The nagging sound of rain

Deluge of the century, making soil unrefined

My roots have long since withered, I no longer carry grace

But my value is intrinsically tethered, I have saved face

Deep within, a squall broods

As I sit pensive, lost in such melancholic moods

Heavy upon these shoulders, my mind rests

Such is the penchant for those caught in eternal thought

Clawing, writhing and teething I evolve for the best

The work is never solved, sinews of the brain pulled taut

What if we were wrong?

About everything we knew

If all knowledge was no longer sacred

Culture we would eschew

And all would topple down, a nation misled