No cents

When asked if I have change,
I tell the check out girl,
I have no cents.
It not a blog or a blurb or anything other,
Its something I learned deep down from another.
Self depreciation,
Self decapitation,
Self sabotage.
What a mirage,
What an illusion,
Mans self confusion,
Of what’s real,
Of what’s meant to be.
I’ve found love the only answer,
Love for everyone including me,
Love through your eyes,
Love thy neighbor,
Love thy self,
Show it in your labor.
Serve one another,
Do something,
Don’t let it just be,
Feed the homeless,
Set our children free.
Educate them,
Stimulate them,
Share their words with me.
Smile in the light,
Dance out right,
In the sight of the Fathers love for we,
Who have no sense?
FenniganT 7/20/10