Love for the one

i see us here..i know the same
but we all speak to mirrors
there is no we…
no us
you
me
or you
and i don’t see reflections to see forward..
this sick mirage is true.

You can’t beat or join them
pander to whims or cruely and mercilessly nail yourself to the wall,
as you're like shit
and don’t stick.

There aren’t many truthful times so let us begin
forthright with each other
mirrored mirage looking down on a shadow within
simple souls and teary eyes,
shouting out when you hide
and seek, things - life.

All teeth and glare
no backbone no soul
no give no share
no want no take no heart no ache
no
I think
so
mate

The parody is this…

If you start you can achieve,
and of course conscienceless helped less
achieve
the way you stumble to preach
kicked out of pubs as
you think YOU can teach..
what?

A lesser man is still a man beyond and above,
not quite attainable but
still.

on the whim of a smile or a laugh
or a stumble beyond this pathetic heart,
the joke from the homeless or the homeless plight of all
the gesture of love from one that’s lost all
the song from the neglected
the words signed of truth
people around those that want the abandonment of youth
the fickle with amazing advice
and all the paradoxes wrote true
the fact you write this
reflected screen
i see you