Love a condition

Proverbs 3:27 

27 Do not withhold good from those who need it,
when you have the ability to help.

 

Love a condition

 

Maybe love is not at all what it seems to me

I read the bible over and again to still not perceive it

Maybe the answer is just to let myself be

Fully lost in others in their pains and uncertainties

 

Maybe love had become to us intriguing ways of liking

Maybe we embrace it wrongly as a state of mind

That we turn off and on and thus make it just exiting

Without the call of sacrifice or the tie that binds

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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