Our control

by melissa   Apr 22, 2008


"Our Control"

by Melissa True

We can embrace love,its not too late.
So why do we sleep instead with hate?
Belief requires no suspension;
To see that hell is our intervention.
We make it real,we stoke its fire;
And in its flame,our hope expires.
Heaven too is merely creation;
We offer up our own salvation,
all required is love and imagination.
DD08

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