When love is all there is
Why do I fall for the illusion
Of other than
When love is all there is
Why do I run away in fear
When love is all there is
How do I look into the eyes of a rapist
And not be filled with rage
When love is all there is
How do I look into the eyes of a child molester
And not want to make them suffer
Torment for the rest of their lives
When love is all there is
How do I not want to scream and rage
At all the violence and oppression
Disguised as religion
When love is all there is
How do I try to not commit suicide again
Because of all the extreme pain and suffering
When love is all there is
How do I stay sane in a world
Where people own their own private islands
While other people survive on less than
A dollar day
When love is all there is
How do I keep from going mad
at the way most people trash the planet every day
When love is all there is
How do I keep from turning in hopelessness
Every time i hear another human is being brought into the world
That already has too many people on it
When love is all there is
How do i keep myself from wanting to make people suffer
The same way they make animals suffer everyday for their “foodâ€
When love is all there is
How do I reconcile all that is not love
16 comments
I gotta say, you’ve posted some shit on this site occasionally (like me) but this poem is amazingly brilliant! Well done
Fantastic poem, really love it, so passionate and real.
galactic-sperm-bank: you never fail to make me giggle, at first I thought you were a tosser just here to stir up shit, but actually, you’re pretty cool x
I wish everyone would stop treating me like a sex object! 🙂
haha! hmm if I had the chance to treat you like a sex object I probably would! Are you fit I wonder???? You are male I assume?
I’m male, I hope you’re not!
Female. Do you have an fb profile?
galactic-sperm-bank: Thank you! (I think)
I heard there was some sex object treating in this thread.
aww its lovely to see, that even in one’s dying hour, you are still horny!
Hey, Galactic/Love; get a room already!
Ditzyrascal, see what you started? Possible flirtation leading to possible happiness?
You may have a gift for bringing folks together.
Keep up (pardon the pun) the good work.
Alluvion, this thread got sidetracked, obviously.
Focus on the poem. Good reading.
So do I give this girl my details then or what? We’re gonna end up having sex (if she’s fit) and she might kill herself afterwards and say it’s my fault and then I’ll go around shooting everyone in sight and then myself, it could get really messy.
Should I?
absofuckinglutely!
Death, destruction AND sex! Absolutely! But don’t put your details on here galactic, tell her to give you yours. I wouldn’t post my fb profile on here!
Matchsuicide.com can I help you?
Ditzyrascal;
Addressing your original post…….Your poem awakened something in my feeble memory; did you ever see the movie Moulin Rouge (2001); a quote from that movie; “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love…and be loved, in return”. When you repeat, in spite of everything, “when love is all there is”, my interpretation is that “love”, given and returned, is, in the end, what makes life worthwhile. Did I get it? Even a little bit close?
QSLove.T@hotmail.com (gallactic only!)