My Love

MY love,

When we chose to be different,

They made targets of us.

With our cunning and smarts.

We turned their bones into dust.

Fighting is our way of life.

It's how we live.

But I can imagine a world that's much different ,

Based on mutual trust.

If everyone had what we have,

Our undying love and devotion and trust,

We'd see a brand new future.

Much different from,

The world that we have known.

The good walks in silence,

The bad makes a great noise,

May our love stay undying,

And hope for the same,

For the rest.