CAMELOT FANTASIES

Strange times
Of late
Confused by this
Constant hate
I prefer
To defend those in need
Can't turn a blind eye
Once I see their eyes plead
I prefer my connection to above
Peace and solace
True feeling of love
Tired of this negative energy
Prefer the struggle to keep positive synergy
It's like a soft comfy blanket
On a cold winters night
Enveloped in the beauty
Of divine white light

~Divine