What are you loving on?

Uncomfortable realities
a scattering of
morality.

We can’t fight truths with feelings.
You can’t use hope on dopes
who won’t cope
with the is
of the ain’t

When the
only ones, who can save us, is us,
but we don’t like each other so much.

Being still and listening to the diction of our humanity.

Is easier said than done.
We’ll tongue kiss
a gun before
extending hug
to a loved one.

What type of love is this?
If it ain’t pure
we won’t persist
in times
of crisis.

Published by Shun P. Writes

Author, Genealogist, Writer, Poet, Podcast Host, possessor of 2 cents, Blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that: "People need to get off of their rump and do something". All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will often get in the way. View all posts by Shun P. Writes