To hold this healing touch do not discriminate we are human,
Can we say this with love calmness of your words open to reach.
I conquer the daylight of the memory’s hold dear with me.
Our polluted minds seeking answers for your future I pass away,
You will be free one day I controlled to the death of no oxygen.
Words fall short of any meaning as you agree without reading.
Do not waste your love on this prism no answers tonight,
Walking streets these streets with no name upon till family.
Passed this twilight my honour I lived clear times my farther.
I have lived there is less time to explain this day of angels,
In a flash of sunlight less this moment I remember your love.
Hardship we have suffered no consequence a deterioration of words.
Your closed doors are burnt highways to this love cannot you see,
Do deserve more I see you sleeping this day as they command.
Insecurities fall short of this reality as you awake today.
I love you these are chosen words for you I see you,
Heal with me across highways of sound this electricity.
Do not fall you are of whole magical miracle as you are.
Can I hold you in my mind for a short while can you feel it,
You are not alone this suffering climb these mountains.
The foothills are endless recognise the rain fresh life again.
Achieve awake so no to despair follow the light in your eyes,
This age take hope I see you suffering I call your name now,
We are but children of God this is freedom leave the shadows now.
Create this world around you in consequence of age this will not be long,
The first love to change the world this endless do you care can we.
The saddest words are endless this is not me impossible to find.
Clear the mind do we have answers what is the question tonight,
Following endless names there is no answers calm yourself.
This loss is no more grasping words from heaven we can fly.
Take the hand of love we do not need companions in this fight,
We can love as yourself recognise you are with love say no to loneliness.
Place the words these are freedom you know your own love.
On the crests of Eagles rise this new morning to these lost words,
Pain is real these days in austerity do not put down these people.
We are one believe just throwing solar again understand.
© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented