Arms race

1.

Face to face with neglect and greeve;

I cannot falter; I cannot breathe;

I can't change my mind, my heart is dead,

cutting the last loaf of bread,

tears mingling on my stead – no one heard…

2.

All alone no one to spare; no one who would care my dare,

when I'm pushing my self to kneel over the abyss -

I only smile at you for the last goodbye; a warm hug and kiss.

Would be anything in this world amiss,

then I'm gone, would you even bother to miss?

3.

Cheer up, sunshine, let our arms go for a race;

let the light be our warden and the shoes find its lace.

Happyness, like a warm hug – grace be with you,

like two wolves racing under the moon –

so dreamy; playful and out for gloom…

4.

Lets dance in the gardens of Joy and smell the roses;

willows to guard us, and birches to pose us.

Hitchhike to Heaven and the bright-lit skies.

I'm your knight-in-gale to sing you lullabies,

and hold off the storm in your soul til' the wind dies…

5.

Let our arms go for a race, to chase the ultimate hug,

to offer you some friendship in my coffee-mug.

Seesaw; swing and rock til the last hour of the clock,

to pass by the time, to let no doors get out without a knock.

That is the youth – the best of lifes choisest luck!