#Just, justify me, justify me
#Justify me, my baby
And the heavens open up at night
The floodlights, switched on
This is star lights, star studied; you justify me
And it's free in abundance
Like the rain wash on rain forests
In abundance, this is free, justify me
And I found love, to have found meaning
Like the back bone, given to an octopus
I can walk chest up, head held high
And touch the stars
Define me, redefine me
Defend me, protect me, my heart, justify me
What is love, it's definition eludes humanity
What is love, is it for the sacrifice or for the gain
What is love, to love and be loved, recognise me
Questions, on answers, that runs in infinite meaning
I am a connection to another, and another
And others to me, and is love social, it has to be mutual
The knowing with affirmation
She cares, he cares, and I am not alone
Justify me, I can not be alone
There has to be another, in the milky way
In the universe, there has to be another
And we seek a connection, talk to me, talk about me
Say word about me
And you sit in my heart, like an old candle flame,
You burn with joy, between the dark and the daylight
Send satellites up into the heavens
To find the connection, we are not alone
We can not be alone, testify my existence, justify me
So I go out, seeking for love, found love
To share, to have, to say I miss you
And wish you were here, to justify me
You justify me
I love the theme of this...we are not alone...and we are all connected, though some don't realize it. No one lives in a vacuum...unless they are dust mites!
ReplyDeleteThis is the kind of poem that deserves to be heard aloud. There's an insistence in its rhythm, the cadence broken with commas but picked up again with the slide from the first to second lines and the connections between stanzas. Interesting how the structure itself mimes the subject.
ReplyDeleteLove when that second stanza kicks in and when you directly question love. Agree with Maureen's comment about hearing this poem aloud. Excellent, K
ReplyDeleteBristles with a tune to the questioning of love...justify, justify, justify; it is silly to think how many are wrapped up in a need for such-in-others...but yes, this one has rhythm, it breathes and flows with its own beautiful color. Speaking of which, curious in that the space "between the dark and the daylight" is the one bit colored, the one that breathes...
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful and I would also love to hear this read aloud...my voice doesn't do it justice.
ReplyDeletewonderfully done....i thik it would be great read and it draws connections....great one shot
ReplyDeleteI agree about reading it aloud!
ReplyDeletetears of the sky fall to the ground
Excellent use of repetition, etc. Effective work.
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