The War on Love

The War on Love

When we were little
It was different
Hand in hand
Freely we ran
We laughed at the voices

We didn’t talk about
The great rift
Two worlds but one
We lived, we loved
We defied the voices

I don’t remember when
But it changed
We fought but in vain
Her people, My people
The voices screamed

Torn between love and fear
Torn by our differences
She lost so much
I lost too much
The voices claimed victory

We are older now
With children of our own
We whisper to them
Hate different, hate her
We are the voices

– Rtr. Batya Peter

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Just simply….. Beautiful. So raw and beautiful!

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