I did not have the heart
to bare what would be
if the world couldn't love.
First love would unexist,
and kindness would resist.
I would not be ready
For the darkness
That would come,
Destroying all loved.
But all I could do
Was love.
With all my heart.
From the ink in my veins
To the blood surrounding my body.
Because in order to hate the world, you'd have had to love it before.
YOU ARE READING
To The World
Puisi"the inferno of words would be my demise if i did not express them." #501 in poetry #640 in poetry #689 in poetry #692 in poetry
