DEAD WRITERS AND POETS

Drinking from the cup of love

Poisoned whatever it is that lay inside

And when my soul finally came out

He made the greatest mistake of all

He murdered her. He murdered love.

He killed her so I could live

So I could live again

 

Then I read a BIBLE

LOVE had to be crucified so we all could live.

Thorns to the neck, he bled

Carried our cross instead

Then nailed to it like a thief

A wild dog, A worthless being.

One by one the nails went deep

Deep in the hands and feet.

And LOVE looked us all in the eye

Forgave our sins, our dirty sins.

And breathed his last.

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So as you read this,

Don’t make the mistake that poet made.

He paid a price to live and his was LoVe

But what is to live anyway?

For a life without LoVe is no life at all.

So don’t be like the dead poets.

You should love LOVE even when love hurts

Only then shall you be able to live.

You will soar high above like the great eagle

Above all men, above all earth

Your dreams shall come to pass

Only because you had LOVE all the way

And when your time finally comes

LOVE will welcome your soul in the beauty that’s heaven


Epilogue

LOVE died so that I could live.

Nailed to cross or so I believe.

But I went on to kill love so that I could really live.


SOLOMON

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