Those who speak of love,

Those who speak of love,

Welcome it

Live it

Build homes together

Grow old together,

Are the wonders

Of the past

The present and the future.

They are what it means

To be free,

To be human.

So many never make it,

Bleeding promises

Feeding the devil.

Dying before they reach

The sky.

There are too many prisoners,

Graveyards

Full of those

Who never knew

The breaking of chains

The taste of freedom.

Caught up in survival

Crawling in circles

Picking up the scraps

Crowding into flop houses

Full to bursting

The stink of unwashed skin,

The plague of dirty water.

The pipes are blown away

The roof of the church

Has gone

Paupers stole the lead

As mad as hatters,

Sailing to the New World

On a life raft.

Anywhere

Is better than here

Becomes a motto

For the unloved

Who run away

And never make it

Neither here nor there.

Nothing is ever left behind

Not even loneliness.

Love is worth more

Than gold.

It is never a burden

I know,

Believe me, I know.

Nurture your love

Let it grow,

To be truly human,

Is a wonder to behold.