Weights and Ties

I know it's harder, the length from your shoulder

To your hungry eyes, to your bloated mind

The flower of Judah, paints not a picture

But a tasteless life, that I abide by

Who Love, has taken that razor sharp Humor?

That you used to wear, in summer weather

Our labour to gather up strangers who grow bitter

From the weight and ties, of love combined

With Wealth

If you want it

You should just ask for it

When love is now love through all of the broken

Blades of grass, that stained your school blouse

When you need it

Don't feel desperate

We all need it

The same as you do

When you need her

Don't just grab her

Aye it's clearer that she don't recognize you at all