straight smiles with a sharp embrace
then the crimson from a smile does race
the embrace of friends so close indeed
the embrace of friends.....and one in need
the need for love the need for life
the need for love to end the strife
the strife of life lived in pain
the pain of hatred, of life in shame
a heart is broken, but never mended
a life is started, and also ended
a life re-born, a second chance
a chance to run, for one more dance
to have a life so free of hurts
but life is not so kind, it soon reverts
to pain filled tears and smiles so straight
the smiles that bear oh so much weight
the weight of pain, of life un-just
of life of dirt and filth and dust
straight smiles from a sharp embrace
they never stop, they always race
away from mind, away from me
they race faster than the eye can see
they race from side to side, or up and down
they hide the sadness and stop the frown
they pause my mind, or halt the thoughts
they help me when I am distraught
these straight smiles with a sharp embrace
they cause so much hurt with little grace
the pain behind the scarlet smile
the hurt behind the moonlit mile
the grace beyond the hateful words
the courage in those cut in thirds
one part pain, one part love
the part that they have been bereft of
one part hate and full of wrath
that part leads to a frightful path
never released it lies in wait
for the smiles that we make oh so straight
the smiles so straight from the sharp embrace