A Hymn To Love

how come this fairness possesses such deeds what a ruthless act thy heart did commit for once I blundered and to thee I plead bending words covering my shredded wit appealing to the stubborn heart of thine my unconscious mind hanging by a thread that wrath from fairness will somehow decline this age of prejudice thou will undid for love condones faults to which hearts abide and perceives lies from a different view and love triumphs where all reason subside making sense when our misfits are through prey on the weak and the filthy sublime but render lost hearts buried out of time