This is a call and response poem, putting hard questions out there, maybe you have the answers?
Call
how do I find love after hate?
in thoughts that I think? I can't keep em' straight
they push and they shove then howl at the gate
I wish they would shine, and go stand in line
to ease the repast, heaped onto my plate
shocked to fulfill, the lust that I sate
will they ever feel, the power of my will?
is that how I'll find, love after hate?
how do I find love after hurt?
can sunlight rebound on graves in dirt?
no, golden and fragile, they soak in the turf
I can't help but think, as deep as I sink
the eyes of the dead see stains on my shirt
and laugh as I writhe, at the edge of the dirt
if the oceans they rise, to swallow the earth
I will stand right hear with the wind in my ears
and wait for a time, I can call just mine
how do I find love after pain?
can you open flowers, in the pouring rain?
what if the heavens, don't give a damn?
and they all forget us, the root and stem?
but if it all grew fine, I'd take it as a sign
is that how I find love after pain?
Response
love does not find
to find is to search
to search is to ask
to ask is to live
to love is to give
love does not find
to find, turns to lose
to lose turns to blind
to blind is to reach
to love is to leap
love is a word
not a whole truth
a feather light touch
the ocean of you
the ocean of you...