We fight so hard
for all the wrong things
Hate solves no problems
More hate's all it brings
We fight about money,
We call for war
Race, Religion and Land.
Nothing that's truly worth fighting for
We fight about
the forgotten order of fries.
We fight about the salesman
and all of his lies
We fight about that 'slut'
that checked out our man
We fight about
the unemptied trash can.
Fight for Love instead.
It's the only thing worth
fighting hard to keep
on this thing we call earth
You can never
fight too hard for love
Even if it takes
everything you're made of
True and selfless love
Is the best type of war
Your heart is your only weapon
You need nothing more.
Life gives you lemons.
Toss them out. Grab the chocolate.
Make yourself some smores
When life gives you lemons,
you may stop and wonder why.
Sour centers with a sour rind.
If you pull
out all it's tears
If you fill
your cup with it's bitter sacrifice
If you add
a bit of sweetness to the bite
Those sour fruits
that pucker and rot
become a tool
to quench the thirst for life.
EDU 478 Assignment based on Make Lemonade by Virginia Wolff
I got pulled in by
the most beautiful scene
Those two dancing stars
in a mesh of pink and green
But the beauty holds
hardship and danger within
This beautiful black hole,
whose gravity pulls you in.
It sucked me inwards
Placing me on a splendid adventure
but I wonder if its majesty
is a delusion grandeur.
Sometimes I feel
'Lost in Space'
searching for something stable
in this strange place.
"Danger, Danger!", I wait for
my Robot to scream.
Or to wake up and realize
its all been just a dream.
But this is my life
placed in the line of fire.
Because my hardest journey
Is my greatest desire.
