|Waiting for Love|
People tell me I shouldnt look That I should wait That love will come to me Let me tell you - For I have waited My patience is a daily vitamin And a drug I deliver outwards I wait all day For the sunshine to set Because I know the next day I will wait no longer I wake up each day Thinking a lot It hurts so much That I handcuff my thoughts To pully systems of rust and thorns That I shoot myself daily With pains of starving children And abused and tortured Souls from heaven I wait I do not seek I wait for its arrival I calmly sit By lakes and skyscrapers Upon breezes and fireflies And upon decks and concourses I wait. I wait for a prophet Or an angel I wait for a sign but never look. All I can do Is wait. © 1998 David Greg Harth 98.05.25.23:01@NJ07430 The poem above is part of a two-part poem. It's partner poem is "Looking For Love." Find the poem here. Always read them together, but each poem does survive by itself. Even though each poem can live independently, they cannot be read without its partner poem.