Millard Lowe Poet Prose

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HOSTING LOVE

 

Love knows no enemies,

They all belong to hungry hate,

Whose fire of hell is losing;

Its fuel going to the tank

Of found love:

Found love,

Filling to the top with peace,

As Satan’s basin is full of holes:-

 

No bloody hands to wash with love,

Just the washing of old tired dirty feet;

Come, let us break and share some bread:

Let us feed and serve one another in love’s need:-

HOSTING LOVE

Love knows no enemies,

They all belong to hungry hate;

Whose fire of hell is losing,

Its fuel going to the tank

Of found love:

Found love,

Filling to the top with peace,

And Satan’s basin is full of holes.

 

No bloody hands to wash with love,

Just the washing of old tired dirty feet;

Come, let us break and share some bread:

Let us feed and serve one another in love’s need:-

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