Gods and stars

We were ruled by Gods and stars,
You and I,
What chance did we have?
I heard a man born with one song in his heart,
Lighten the woes of a million other lonely souls,
And I saw a woman with one story, tell it again,
And again, and again,
And we were all the better for that.

We never stood a chance,
You and I,
But still we tried our very best,
And looking into each others' eyes,
We saw a kind of hope.

We were ruled by Gods and stars,
You and I,
And despite all of that,
We lived,
And we loved,
And we were here.


bobby stevenson 2015
photo: www.roibal.net

The Time That's Left

There was once upon a time, when I put myself on a shelf for the sake of peace and quiet. Every time someone took a step forward, I took a step back. Every time they said something dangerous, I kept quiet, because I felt theirs was more the just cause. Every time they criticised, I let their hate increase due to my silence. But having spent so long on the shelf and realising the mess you have made of it all, I am no longer going to keep quiet, or step back. I am going to head off down the road and spend what time I have left on me. 

bobby stevenson 2015