Love ~ Origenal poem

Awakened

Falling down a fear

To this there’ll never be a cure Pining for what might have been

Longing for what’s never seen 

Wanting to

But wants to much

Fearing

But what’s fear as such

Try to walk the feet of man

Sunken in forbidden sands 

Imbedding of the half-grown seed

To conquer all the hastily fled

Fleeing’s still an occupence

For those who keep their innocence 

Forsaken prejudice never to be told

No saving games to be sold

There is no wrong

There is no right

To this you’ll never see the light