TO A CHRISTIAN
Futile in this hour is love,
Lost to those who seize it
For themselves and lock it
Behind the gates of their temple
To be concealed and hungrily guarded.
A stolen joy to be shared only among
Its abductors.
And outside the locked temple gates
Rises an angry voice with an unheard plea.
Love is in every man,
Love is also in me.
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