Nothing but an agreement –
an unsigned contract of mutual need.
Governed by a trickster,
signed by morons.
The human need of acceptance,
of companionship.
Outspoken claims against it,
cries of pain,
signs of our unified weakness.
Boldly holding two together –
a bond stronger than blood, sometimes.
Trouble in disguise, an allusion of paradise.
Many fall, some prevail –
adapting as humans do.
Evolution in the making.
Chemistry interwoven into DNA –
nothing but a chemical reaction.
Stories told, rumours heard, images shown –
there ain’t no place to hide.
Deep within us lies a craving,
some kill for it, others run.
There is no place for the shades of grey.
A decision made, the new chapter begins.
Flowers strewn upon the ground,
a puddle of ifs and buts.
Exposing us all eventually –
our shells revealed to all.
The great power triumphs again.
© Heather R Ellis
January 2012