The Perfect Nocturne

Good words, good thoughts, good man, good deeds
All smoke and mirrors: that’s all needs
Live off the fat that land provides
Got bored of betting for both sides
If I speak in the tongues of men
But have no love like eggless hen
I am a noisy gong that bangs
My words are rumbles, beeps & clangs
If I have knowledge and all faith
But have no love - it’s utter baith
Like give away my body burn
Gain nothing letting them to earn
Love makes you patient, kind & clean
It gives you shoulder warm to lean
I’m not insisting on it’s way
It makes you clothed in fine array
Love bears all things, believes, endures
If not preventing — then it cures
It never ends when tongues are ceased
The perfect comes by prayers pleased
I was a child and told a child:
Supporters of the king exiled
I have been fully known in part
So now faith, hope & love is art.

Music Video https://youtu.be/r8Liln-3agA?si=4kcjOdBQw3LAYhKd
Acoustic https://youtu.be/8ltKdAh6gSM?si=LeIj1wZV7HoLuKm8