These days emotions of any style
Shape the times like statements,
Hello, and, Goodbye... Maybe.
Temporary worth of small measure
Hearts find investing less and less lovely.
Most roll, go along, conform effortless
Those that feel more, special, sensitive
Find our pace at ill in general
This is no world for the introspective
We fall short, and lack in celebration
but if not for the weak, timid, sensitive
Could a world really be constant
Unbalanced and unorganized masses
all immune to the empathy despised
until that favor returns to them
leaving they the hurt, the scorned
and violent, as they demand
is to our whispered ability to see,
to hear and feel and imagine
New ways of dealing, creating
Contributing to a world that isn't shared
we do, for we are meant, built,
Stuarts unsung, and devalued
important.
Does this even make sense?
There's a point, but is it unfocused or to easy to cypher? More later I guess. Any suggestions, or contributions are welcome and greatly appreciated.
Thanks All.
jrfehlmann