They say they hate you
for what you took from me
and that I’m blind to
your insincerity.

You only took what
I so willingly gave.
I don’t understand,
still grieve; but love is brave.

They claim your mission
is to destroy my love
by deeming it evil -
or just a product of

my insanity,
confusion, real sickness
of soul, portraying
it as sinful weakness.

Now let my actions
(not what gossipers contend
I did) trumpet truth
no lie can rescind.

How I wish to hear
what words you have to say
about what or why.
For now, I wait and pray

and say you are full
of goodness, principle,
integrity. I
must believe that much real.