Perfected By Love

Birthed in perfection, we became proud;
seeking to enhance our growth of power;
joining evil, while wrapped in a shroud;
not allowing perfection to flower.

Often, dishonesty creeps into our midst;
bringing about a loss of trust;
some, like Judas, are frauds, we’ve kissed;
but love, isn’t replaced, by lust.

Intentional division, has caused separations;
tho demanding that we all think alike;
evils can’t be absolved, by reparations;
but, linger, like a thief in the night.

All of the innocent, become evil’s quarry;
in spite of how they might plead;
it’s never enough, just to say, “I’m sorry,”
for evil’s, already, satisfied his need.

Theft and abuse are the results of pride;
putting self above all the others;
the lava of hate bubbles up from inside;
once hurt, by sisters and brothers.

Love is the balm that heals all wounds;
for pride comes, before the fall;
hate is the poison most souls consume;
forgiveness; the greatest balm of all.

Love provides energy to bind all together;
for division dishonors God’s Son;
all of life was created to live forever;
and joined with the Father, as One.