(just a repost that seems appropriate)

On Love Poems & Such
by Steve Patterson



Saturday, August 17, 2002


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the question was asked,
nay,
a statement was made,
why don't we poet's
step up to the task?
into the world's problems
we need to wade.

why must our
word's & phrases
all be about love,
Life's gray hazes,
and Heaven Above?

well, i for one
have sung that Song.
now i have none,
no words you see,
to fight Life's Wrong.
i just strive to Be Me.

so, if about Love
i choose to write,
or about Heaven & God up Above,
it's not i don't Care,
i'm just too tired to Fight.
i've marched in the streets.
i've marched to a different Beat.
believe me son,
30 years ago i took the Heat.

i Hollered.
I Screamed.
named my daughter "MoonBeam".
i smoked & i toked,
about Utopia i Wrote.
but Life went on,
without me it seems.
'fore long my Life was nearly Done.
and all my children
live with "MoonBeams".

the World is as it Is.
the World is as it Was.
it's not that i don't Care,
it's just Cause
sometimes
Life ain't Fair.

so Write what you want.
Say what you say.
leave me in Peace
to Live Life My Way.