War of the Noses

their birthing chambers are laboratories
shacks standing out in the sun
you'd never know what's below
but they're measured in megatons
this peaceful land enchanted skies
the mountains pink and grand
will become man's greatest firework
mere minutes before the end



unfound and drifting nowhere near it seems
these wistful longing errant dreams
few love passion as a poet it seems
admittedly wild and rocky streams
the constancy drives them mad
babbling in cheer or sad
yet never once a silence dear
not til the wind sears all throats sere



Why should we care about world war three
Doesn't seem it would care what we think
We're barely aware of what we should wear
for a swim in Odessa's warm drink!
We heard a cat spoke to Pushkin out there
about Lyudmila and some glory and stuff
and for felines we'd care but we are aware
they were sent from Cerro Chalten above!



The vicissitudes of life can be a joy
they can also one's own heart destroy
an errant word a thoughtless gift
such simple things can cause great rifts
and break apart what was meant to be
leaving a love for the ages lying casualty.



birds seek out and sing of true love's song
while men fire bullets from their guns
to spurn true love won't right a wrong
not while wars are fought under moon and sun
love could conquer war, they say
but not if it is thrown away



Love is short and fickle though
it departs quickly and arrives too slow
happiness ergo is brief
while most of life is no relief
all sorrow pain and tragedy
which with true love need never be
stay true to it when love's realized
stick by their side: No true love dies



Sometimes to love is not enough
some love's too soft, some love's too rough
some love at different rates entire
and some love those who have expired
some will never love again
and some only love as friends
some seek just the breath of love
a simple glance, a small backrub



it takes great courage to take a breath
for ones who have been left bereft
without love for far too long
they grow detached and yet more strong
for survival is a difficult thing
with or without a wedding ring
courage and great strength truly lie
in those who none will mourn