(1) Perhaps, There Is Still A Love Poem by Uriah Hamilton

We live this life
almost every day
like an overplayed song
stuck in repeat.

The humdrum and monotony
feels like a knife to the throat
and merciless defeat.

One day, there will be
transformation or death
and I keep believing
in the power of a woman's eyes
and in a woman's breath
to resurrect something
already long-assumed buried and dead..

Perhaps, there is still a love
that can change the course of destiny
or rewrite the tattered pages
of a shallow and hurtful history.

4: 00AM 2-27-2017