A short little something about nothing I wrote. Be kind, have a laugh, I’m not a poet you know.

If peace was a color and the rainbow turned grey
if humans were transparent, and night was day
Would there be anymore
Of the loved ones
Today

If heaven was a mountain and the sun turned off
If trees were stones, and suddenly went soft
Would there be anymore
Of the loved ones
Today

If words were water and lies were dreams
And thoughts were movies everyone had seen
Would there be anymore
Of the loved ones
Today

If I was me and you went astray
And people were paused for a minute a day
They would be anywhere
Of the loved ones
Today