NO EXCUSES
Raging
storms set in our life,
adrift in
turbulent seas;
Our
heart thrown into shambles,
longing for
release.
Passions
tempting, compulsion pulls,
Moods
set in, darkness rules;
No
light in sight, no divine jewels,
just pain,
grief and sorrow.
And
we lash out to displace our pain,
in anger
and aggression;
Sometimes
we store it up inside,
as bitter, remorsed depression.
Who
could do damage, to that we know as sacred?
What
hand could hurt a cherished love?
How
can a beacon give way to darkness?
Why come to push and shove?
Ignorance,
stupidity, an evil mistake,
bad karma
taking its toll,
These
are lame excuses to those who love,
and care
about our soul.
For
those who love caress the sweetness,
inherent in
our being,
Accepting
who we are right now,
yet not
excusing what they're seeing.
For
there is no excuse for our actions,
be they
word or deed;
No
excuse for inflicting pain,
even in a
time of need.
Love
means respect, and respect, honor;
Each and every
moment.
Even
in our darkest hours,
we must not
displace our torment.
In
the heart of honor lies responsibility;
to do just
what we say.
And
if we say "I love you"
there is no
other way.