Too Big A Wasted Time.

It's true and a natural feeling to want more
Too big a wasted time, claiming excitement
Or it would probably be unoccupied to have
Occurred to humans to assume worthwhile.

Inventory charms of our engineering feats
And to those who are weakening through
This adventure to now realise what we are
Inside compartmentalised hearts we keep.

Because we like to guess the right time
To agree with fairness, relations at hand
For artistic flair or a genius is taking a little
To hoard up the precious things they'll find.

A grand entry to an eventful open night
For the people on this planet who were
More or less in abundance to be right
Yet, primed in the process of useless.

And since the first flint to be ignited
Worthwhile loneliness became a lot
Of learning how the natural extinction
Evolved something to be asking what.

A mint of a conversation between us all
Fears for the eventuality of it being true
To the open-minded shadows that fall
For the trees and what harmony can do.

In fitting attire to a gentleman's suits
Troublesome teenagers anger means
Letting history make us lay in the boot
In between our futures cosy King & Queen

We trawl our hearts inflaming our justice
To make worthwhile of who we can trust
And although life appears to be a struggle
And complicated when we've lost touch.

Our heroes return from a bloody home
They sit silently looking up for some love
To beat up and be battered around alone
They prayed for the Moon to pray to God.

And now how to battle on against lies
To remember always when babies cry
In their cots at night snoring so gently
For the fruits of life treat us to plenty.

Somewhere they say over the rainbow
Where streams give life as we all know
Little things are precious for humanity
Blaming the truth usually on profanity.

As the Sun falls down beyond Greece
Poets playful pen pulls out another one
For us lovers whose attention to meet
And to lose everything now it's all gone.

Reminiscing over Homer and Plato
Philosophies captured their voices
With the wisdom which we must know
To raise our hands and make noises.

Shout out what you think it all means
On the mountains and the seven seas
For dearly really mean you can say
My heart survives to live another day.