Syncopated Gravity

If home is where the heart is
If the sun wasn't a star
If 1,000 miles was just a brief walk
If pirates never sailed
If man never stepped on the moon
If answers were actually questions
If water was just diluted land
If salt were just fresh dirt
If love was a constant heart beat
If space was on earth
If
If
If
If the list could go on
If the myth would live on
If the filth ever was cleaned
Then by George
Martin would have never dreamed
No mother would have a song to sing
And no father could teach his son what is it to be
And the moon wouldn't be as gray as it seems
The day would no longer go by to fast
The night would forever last
Heart break would not exist
The irrelevance
Of the benevolent
The mind is all but delicate
Creativity has a resonance
The love for her
Prowls in every broken step
Time is the key
That can never be kept
Fate is the belief
Prior to a beginning
An unknown secret that
We find in our hearts to be inept.