The truth

The traffic light `s shivering, blinking in storm,
I am singing a song and playing the horn,
It calls  us to say bear truth from the heart,
Mercy me, baby, your poisoning  dart
Will land on a spot and hurt my inside,
The coldest, dispassionate ,deepest wild bite
Will tear a part inner  sacrament space,
Be with me, honey, imagine bright days,
Live, feel this instance, gobble me up,
Stop waking up, imagining swamp,
It is our life, the builder exists,
Scary away all awful beasts,
Love me, my darling, let me survive,
Grateful and calm for us I will strive.