History shows a weird thread of interlacing love and hate that has come to influence all of humanity. Were it God’s way and not ours, I am thinking and believing there would be a lot more love and maybe none of this hate.
Hearts That Burn by Michael Romani The long line of human history Teaches us beyond all mystery That hate breeds hate And it's always been our fate Fear breeds endless fear We see it; year after year And though we pray to the above Most of us need lessons in love The tears that keep falling As hearts break at the calling Evidence there will be no reprieve Even for the stout hearts that believe A mother cries at her child's loss Like a careless coin tossed Burying her heart along with her son This is the way of man until we are done No amount of prayer changes this Nor erases the places or traces we miss There have been so many tales told As the ages of man continue to unfold The sadness overpowers and enfolds While Father Time, he still scolds What will it take for man to learn We cannot bury the hearts that burn (c) August 19, 2018 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 