Far Away Nights

Far Away Nights

Echoes of faraway nights
tell me:
when we criticize
we take away
from life the spice

For life
important is
above all else
Secondary is
all the rest

Now that grapes
are sweet and ripe
we discover
that people of all types
who suffer
for us in life
should never
by anyone be
a laugh considered

Perhaps now
that I am mature
I believe in universal justice
and love
That is for sure
Or
what else have I become?