Love First Above All Things Makes A Difference

Note: Editor's Choice Award Library of Congress

For Prose and Peace

Where is comforts nodding head,
as seeds of darkness seek to spread
foreboding vines of wretched dread..
of certain fear of conscience led

To speak the words of hurt and woe
Bleeds the heart for wound to show
to haunt the soul and make it so
the peril that makes weak to grow

Make it loud the love in song
to the right inflicted wrong
to play the part of sadness shrill
completes the prick of poison’s will

Raise the gate to save the fair
to grow enough of good to spare

The whims of doubt may have their place
but not inside of loving’s space

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