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Whatever
Words spoken to mean nothing,
Truth changes in the evening.
From the beginning thoughts seemed pure,
Finding out the world taints even that.
As our God watches all from above,
Do I dare ask what’s not to be.
The importance of all is in the lesson,
Recognition of it is the greatest challenge.
For my heart knows that love is it,
Not in the way its portrayed in the hearts of man.
I remain happy to have loved,
Although it is not always returned.
Trying hard to turn away from it,
Knowing that it could ruin my soul.
To endure all that follows is the reason,
Maybe eventually it will be returned.
If not in this lifetime-when?
When my God hold me tight and gives it all back.
Never could it fall into that category,
That men call whatever.
August 9, 2005
