Is fuel;

  Like food, like

    Water, it’s everything that

        Makes humanity human, because of

            It’s complex conception and intertwined influence;

               Love Builds us up, supports our fatalities,

                 Harnesses our harrowing half-hearted heresies and changes

                   Them for the better, not for worse than wear;

                     Not simplistic not complex it just is what it is,

                       Without love what would we be but savages scraping at nothing

                          But an empty shell that’s our hearts beating like a drum in

                            One big thump, without love it’s hardly a door squeak, a lost heat

                             Without love what would we be with no buildup no support no influence no




Is fuel.


This poem is about: 
My family
Poetry Terms Demonstrated: 


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