A Balance

for all my years,
young years and more,
I thought

thought long
and that all peace
was a balance,

and not just that,
but an equal balance
all rounded and well.

Not the this
that really holds the pots
and lids together today
and has always
kept with all their weight
in water
from boiling over.

Real quiet,
or maybe it is just waiting,
is now just taking some life over death
in favor of what should be.

that is what keeps the masses
from strangling each other
so long
as no anyone
cannot make everyone happy

so long as someone loses
is it better to hold
hold us down
by our throats so we never get the upper grasp
that we'd abuse all the same
if for nothing more than getting even

everywhere we free
so much payback flows forth
how far does the betrayal run
and could it all be solved by just a major acting out
or would we end all freedoms by letting all bonds fall

dreams are dreams
and always

realities are real
and always fall a bit short
but live themselves out

dreams seem at best
slowly woven in
despite all my pleasure
in making them

like the real balance
that holds boulders
tight to the sides of mountains

stability
over gravity
in all we are
is sadly all we sometimes
are

ready to fall
at any moment