How is it
that love
grants us license
to pry every last moment of happiness
from each others souls.
Why is it
that pain
preys on our every weakness
and forces us to succumb
to all that it controls.
What is it
that hate
uses to drive us senseless
to render every one of us numb
until it takes its toll.
Where is it
the simple joy
that breeds forgiveness
in our hearts and minds
has it failed to keep us whole?
true love does not pry on happiness, or pain prey only on weakness, hate at times can be very focused and joy is the forgiveness that surrounds enlightened beings ... so though the poem is well written, i have a difficult time answering its premise ...
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