two for war

The phone rings…

Sorry I returned your call
Seems, Love did not matter at all
Matters… In Love, were all Mad Hatters?
Is it hope for better, makes us close the door
Seeking, searching, missing and longing
Forever a fool we are, then without thought
History matter not, today from each other…
We want more… Bad was now good and so it feels
Good alone is good, bad together we seek Achilles’ heel
Love, understanding of myself, only then am I worthy
I am with fault, yet patient, anger I want not within
Return with fault, need patience, and present harmony
As one, can be worthy, two for war



Brian paul