That thing called love

That's love and naught to do about it.
No cure for it,no common remedy,
Just suffer it,Cant live without it.

Just suffer it and be brave.
There are only two things to do,
As my mother says,

Get over it,Or die.
Because I cant pick any of the two,
Here I lie;
Groaning in my pain
And, hopelessly, hoping again...

Rebellion

Dreams turned nightmarish,
Justice has a nexus with crime.
Judges deliver judgement,
Lost in fieldless time.

Burgeoning is corruption,
Devil is the eye of the tempest.
The Satanic rebels have let loose,
Who's gonna save the rest??

They say,"God Please save us",
Kneeling and praying generations rot.
Yeah, I know where your Lord is,
I've flushed him down my shit pot.