Unwillingness to change

Unwillingness to change,

leaves cherished traditions redundant, strange. 

Clutching time honored truths puzzling the old,

estranging youth. What we thought we ought to do, 

is antiquated if love ain’t new. New love, old love tell what is that?

A love supreme, finesse, a beautiful act. 

Honoring, respecting, dignity kindness, purity happiness, beautiful mindfulness,

balance of energy comfort to pain, emotional security inclusive non abusive

I am, you is, we love in all directions all times right now. 

This poem is about: 
Our world


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