Where Is The Love
rained red hearts.
Love fell unconditional,
It was to be planted in purity
to dispel hate.
But it was harvested by philosophies stipulations…
believe like me…my way is the only way….
Hate’s weeds were seeded in love’s garden.
Its thorny words destroying tender hearts.
Strip away religion’s garments to bare its iniquity.
A people of peace cannot wear the armor of war.
Stop laying the blame on they and speak the truth of I.
I have failed love by the words of my prejudice.
Cleanse your voice of its division
and speak words to encourage unity.
If we are the world, then we must be its salvation.
Look down at your own feet to see where the road to peace begins.
Let us be the hands of compassion to reseed hope.
that love will grow once again without conditions.
Written for New World Creative Union's