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
A Cup of Songwriting 