Where goeth the human heart?
Why should we not be partner's in the love of life?
leave aside all judgements blind
for,they only serve,to make darkness,never light
those mistaken spectre's of the mind.
Of love's assistance,much more the need's
to defeat intentions fuelled by heavily shadowed suspicions,fears
giving into them,is for fools who nurture their hateful seed's
and kill the forecast of brighter years.
Let hope's reach clasp the goodly spirits hand,lest we,in our self -made doom be drowned
O! come then love,toil! cease not to end,the grinning deathful games
of destruction with all of its chains,by which too long has this world been bound
and break the shackling's of unrepentant shame.