Yield Not To Temptation!

yield not to temptation

Our capacity for love will flee the human spirit,
if instead we shelter hate inside a heartless billet.

Hate will fester in our soul and corruption soon will follow.
The results are what we see, a deluge of human sorrow.

From every human heart, love should flow in perfect rhyme.
What is past should not return, but it does so every time.

The breath of love should whisper softly and become a gentle breeze.
As we peer inside the forest ; we only see the trees.

No light touch doth we feel, and not a hint of love’s sweet scent.
For love we have not earned, not one dime on love was spent.

With hardened hearts, we turn and toss hate into the wind.
It spreads its wings as it takes flight to steer us towards our end.

Crossing oceans, climbing mountains and plunging into valleys,
hate slithers on the ground and crouches in dark alleys,

An all-encompassing plague that will consume the human race
if we yield to hate’s temptation and forego love’s sweet embrace.

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland
©2013 Shelby I. Courtland