The Gene Pool

Prayer to the Angel of Purity

If you dreamt of her, 

that fair, perfect maiden, 

the Angel of Purity, 

know that it was I who called out to that Star 

In the darkness of the night, 

I prayed for that blinding Light, 

begging that Spirit to fly to your side, 

and retake your hand as your bride: 

"Please, do not allow him to be lonely 

Let him know that love does not belong to others, only 

He is deeply missed 

Please embrace him with a kiss 

Let him know that he has not been wronged 

Not one part of his heart has been pronged 

Share with him your Sanctity and Peace 

Let the beating of his heart never cease 

Do tell him of my unconditional love 

and remind him of the even Greater Love from above 

Please fill his heart with compassion, 

reminding him such should never be rationed 

Also please, with your other hand, take his second 

and place it into mine, as I have beckoned 

Let me intertwine my fingers with yours, 

turning our open arms into open doors, 

that never close on any soul of pure heart, 

ensuring that none of us will ever part." 

The Only

It is a fact, I am the only 
Must I be destined to live lonely?
Joy dwells with those born amongst many
Do I not deserve to have any?
I was born of a womb never shared
May I share the gift of being paired?
We must fulfill this natural need
The heart is not selfish to be freed
Life was given to love from on High
Therefore, each soul is destined to fly

Remorse of the Rose

The tragedy of the rose is its thorns 

The existence of these it always mourns 

It unintentionally causes scorn 

It cannot help the way that it was born 

For this reason, it will always feel lorn 

It knows death comes swiftly once it is shorn 

If it causes pain, when you reach to touch 

It fills with sadness for you cannot clutch 

It looks as if it is trying to please 

This it wants, with no agenda to tease 

If it has driven you to turn and stray 

It desires not to force you to stay 

Its aim was only to give love and care 

With a pure heart, always, this it does swear

Silence of Virtue

I am thankful for the silence

It has replaced the violence 

For once the ocean has been calm 

I wade its waters with no qualm 

Now that the waves have seemed to cease 

my equilibrium finds peace 

I still pray for winds to set sail 

but none to cause a stormy gale 

I wish for a journey of love 

slow and soft on wings of a dove 

May there be laughter and living 

between hearts that keep on giving 

And may the silence be broken 

only by empathy spoken 

for every side of this story 

we call life and all its glory

Your Trial

You feel sorry for me? 

How kind. 

Do the blind truly see? 

In mind. 

And what about in heart? 

If pure. 

And if the two should part? 

You're poor. 

Do the two form the soul? 

Of course. 

What makes a person whole? 

That source. 

And what if it is dark? 

You're blind. 

How can it regain spark? 

Be kind. 

What if you live in lies? 

Be true. 

Will you then become wise? 

In view. 

You are not what you preach. 

It seems. 

How can you claim to teach? 

In dreams.

Bosom of Sorrow

Life for the first and only time had meaning 

You destroyed it with your negative weaning 

Are you jovial now that you've brought me down 

equal to your constant perpetual frown? 

Just because you lost what you cherished and loved 

in your bosom of sorrow I must be shoved 

I feel your pain and witnessed it just the same 

Why then must you shoot at me such hateful blame? 

I, too, lost the most important part of me 

Left with a he, I always needed a she 

Why do you thrive with joy from my pain and tears? 

Have I not earned freedom after all these years? 

I do not know exactly how to please you 

Is the answer to be underneath your shoe? 

Though I love you, that is not humane nor right 

You leave me with nothing but the choice of flight 

And no matter what you say, my soul is good 

I have always done what you taught that I should 

You are my rock; I will never let you go 

But I am not jovial; this you must know