A Time To Love Poem by Gerry Legister

We make time for what we value most
A time to love before the martyrdom, we live
Near people whom we choose to be close,
Find bonds in the virtues of what we give.

To bind us closer when earth is in upheaval,
Eruption of nerves, all the curves point to an end
We will turn and run in latter day’s further uphill
From reactions and the persons, we took as friend.

Worlds in collision seeking the amendment balm,
There are boundaries to mend kingdom and realms
Near to heaven, down in the earth’s intensive storm
Love is the tool to break the mood of nuclear arms.

In a time of peace and prophetic time of war,
Retreat on the anomalies which are less rewarding?
Discreet withdrawals on land and in the air,
Make time for sweet dreams and quiet breathing.

A time of love approaching the apocalypse of hate,
We shall bloom out of gloom grand and grandeur,
Flowery wreathing on the tombs of fate,
Some shapes take away dark spirits sprouting near.

In atmosphere choosing between crowded priorities,
The busier we get the less time for importunity
Ceaseless activities labour daily with survival chores
Neglect relationship by walking on the edge of security.

What will we do with despots, if loveliness increases?
The busier we become leaves less time to share,
It will be small comfort passed into a moment’s bliss
For incomparable privileges that are no longer there.