I wrote a poem... I think...
I wrote a poem... I think... I don't always know what to do... I can't change the past. Today, I sit at home. With my lover , my friend and more. In fear at times, wondering about tomorrow. Will he understand? The more he knows me.. The heart betrays me, or not. I love without choice. I don't know what to do. Must trust others who have been chosen. Hope the world sees what I see... But, they may not and not know. From a holy pulpit, they show hate. From a love of God they abandon those who need their love. They must not know what to do. Certainly their God of love must shed a tear. Love should be boundless. Not bound by hate. We humans must know what to do. Love each other as we want to be loved. Let your God judge, just love ! Let our hearts open our minds. Feelings are boundless. Intelligence is not always logic.