What It Means to Love

Why do we become impaired and blind in madness, When we read a language far beyond the others, Having beauty and unending wonder? When we Say “To be or not to be, that is the question:” There is such amazing flow and rhythm to be Had. The man behind the pen is famous for a Reason. O how torturous it is to witness Hordes of petty animals - the mountains of Dim an’ dull Neanderthals that God put down on Earth and labeled Humans – fail to understand and Love the speech so eloquent, Speech who makes us all Ponder what it means to love and hate and laugh and Cry. But nonetheless, my O so simple brother’, Will cannot prevent nor stop your endless smother.