jj jackman know ye not - index
where is the love 12/15/02 love is like a pile of clothes in the bathroom all soiled shapes in diverse colors in no special order where is the love love is like a collection of children’s toys all happy forms with playful functions piled in a corner where is the love love is like large snowflakes hitting my windshield all moon lit spots converging t’ward me with great intensity where is the love love is like a small group of artsy people of every background and complexion with no certain purpose where is the love all of one’s affection can no single soul contain and no single flake could ever cause a storm and one special toy could never satisfy a child and what garment could one ev’ry moment wear where is the love in the bonding and the melting in the finding and the bundling there is the love