Haiku Defence - Js

Will you flay me alive To hold conventions that strangle belief? Shall credibility dive For cutting love free from chains of grief? In your form I search for me Not the hackneyed desolate rules that steer Cowards to shores of misery I hold my love and my heart must ever cheer You are sick, but will not die The faith of flesh is tougher than the raw bite Of death, I will not say goodbye Nor surrender hope like lightning in the night So let us talk love still Let us make our world without old memories Sweeter words can yet spill Broader boundaries for better histories