Caught Up
 
Of quiet lullabies I do thee sing
Peace on earth from the heavens bring
Whispering sounds from gentle lips
Like fairies dancing to a lunar eclipse
 
Behold a stirring from the northern skies
Of building rage with serenity’s demise
Coming towards me with its rousing speech
My life of nothing to thee I bequeath
 
Caught up in its rage my adrenalin surges
Through spirited channels with festive urges
Pleasure takes me to strange exotic places
A new passion is born unto zealous faces
 
Who says contentment lies in nothing at all?
When peace dreams of a contentious brawl
Who can stop the adrenalin from flowing?
Of pleasure from its instinctive showing?
Who can stop the natural world
From being a natural world?

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