I Am At A Peak

Clare are you meekly humble

Not to grumble in my Jungle,

And like a lion I'll champion

Believing in an earthly Zion.

 

As a Utopian I’ll stand firm

For the cause that I yearn

To be fruitful in its giving

To the needy still aching.

 

Some are grieving a lifestyle

Without life being a sad trial,

As some have a poor upbringing

Which can resort to lots stealing.

 

Some transgress having less

Suffering needless duress

At striving for what's best

Which can lead to an arrest.

 

We live in a materialistic world

Where people duly seek treasures,

Such as diamonds and also gold

And other such nice pleasures.

 

Clare be duly fair in your stare

At all my strife of existing life,

And I’ll have a passionate care

Of seeing you as my nice Wife.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 04/07/2017

 

An edited piece.

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.