Where does love go?

Where does love go

When there is no resolution?

Does it lift a bum up

When his cigaret doesn’t light

Or help him pay a parking fine?

And does a cop shake a black man’s hand

When his brother has been shot

And a victim has seen God bring swift justice?

And does it stretch its arms wide

when a lonely women cries

over a fist that has gone uncuffed?

And does it take a hug

or heart to change the world

when unity isn’t enough?




About Arthur Pendalyn

Arthur Pendalyn is a stay at home unemployed college graduate, with a BA in English literature (though he prefers the world "fiction"). In his past he moonlighted as a video store clerk, and even once won an argument with a customer who tried to persuade him that David Lynch's Dune was underrated masterpiece. To quote Arthur, "That movie is a piece of shit!"
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