My chivalrous monotony

Bending hope of autonomy

Keeping up with happiness created

A magenta across the color palette

To a simple green on the ground

In thwarted moments I hold dear

To hold the peace

Rather than steer the conversation

Into uncharted grounds

I use glue to stop the moments

Complement and own it

As me and my wife

Travel on tires thin and balding

As superficial as the moments we are holding

I push the pencil through punishment and pain

We hope to grow as we take our new strains

Of life and work new masterpieces

It is helpful to remember

Pulling into the station

Of the concrete jungle

And broken slabs plantation

On the road we embrace meditation

Stop confrontation

For peace preservation