One day I looked 

inside my head

And there I found

words left unsaid:

 

Make haste
No time
Forbid
Hate love
Always shout
Never listen

 

So, I put haste in the waste
Told No to go!
Put a lid on bid
Locked hate in a crate 
Gave shout a clout (until it ran out)
And
Got rid of never, forever

 

I'd like to think
That what remained
In all of us 
Is preordained:

 

Make
Time
For
Love 
 and
Always
Listen

 

And do all this without derision 

So, I shut my bonce
Quite satisfied
Then sat wondering
How I'd looked inside? ?