Maybe it wasn't supposed to be
But it is.
They tried to make it hard but its so easy
They shot and miss'd
They were told it couldn't work
But it does.
They gathered-in the dark where they lurk
To stop Love.
But they were blind
And We saw
What they do to their kind
So we cut them raw
They lived and saw what love can do
So they told the tale of me and you.
By Nicholas A. Bello