Power Of Love Poem by isaac dyemson

Oh love! oh love!
In thee our blood mingle
Changing our lonely state of singles
Uniting cultures in thy own riddles
There is no limit to thy conquest
Bewitched innocently without quest
Ah! the sweetest of all taste
Righteous in all faith

Your silence is conflict and pains
The opium that heal and drains
For thy sake is grace
On crimes that can be trace
You made the just to be sinner
And the sinners you made just
In thee if we trust
Our lives will never rust
I.dyem