Faith and love
 

A god to believe in and a woman to love
Loss of love brings the black side of our mirror
A love to live and a faith to begin
The thought of losing brings to our hearts but shear horror
We can see these but we never seem to win
One to live for and one to die for
What is seemingly unknown is what our hearts are meant for
As I sit back and wait for the lies to unfold
The story of this has been foretold
Candles of hearts have burnt still
Other men who have been betrayed now feel to kill
Cold in the wind and alone in the sun
Never again shall these souls know of fun
Jealousy rich in hatred and turmoil
Waiting for past love's to meet present death and what is more
The past love now lays deep beneath the soil
My heart is ripped torn and sore
Hatred of this has never been met before
Life not wanting to be lived feels like a choir
Paths in life seem so narrow
No rules to be told no one to follow
Those who live a Life of love and self gratification
Nearly fill the souls of every nation
Life of faith and hope
Barely stretch further than the pope
World so cold
Our lives being cast from the same mould
Never knowing how to breath or what to say
Never knowing what may come or who may
With our trust in our specie we must lay
To all our heart seem to be a place to play


                                 Nick Green