Is love still love if it has conditions?
Can you just stop doing it after hard decisions?
Does it come more easily in a variety of positions?
Can you love like Jesus, before his ascension?
Did I ever mention…
that the only love I know is the kind with conditions.
I live it up when I live up to all of their worst suspicions.
It seems as if it is everbody’s mission
to breed constant hatred, nasty lies and much dissension.
I would love to invent and invention
that would shift the focus of humanity’s attention
from the car they drive, or what’s in their pension
to things seemingly out of the realm of comprehension
I’m afraid that would cause a glitch in