What They Don'T Understand. Poem by Eman Awad

And they stood and stand,
in the face of love still.
Afraid of what they don't understand,
but if they tried, they will.
And for you and for me,
love maybe he air we breathe.
Love is the sky and sea,
love is earth and much underneath.
They maybe saying,
that we are never sane.
But when we catch them praying,
for love to ease their pain.
We become sure of what we are,
and they say we're not sane enough.
But we come closer though we're far,
how can it not be but great love? ?
It's like you are the cause of life,
when we are apart i'm feeling pale.
Like you are the only reason to survife,
a time when hate becomes a gale,
and goodbye is a satisfying tale..
So, they sit and talking,
about who left his heart behind.
But not for, i'm walking,
with only you in you mind.
And all my poems are about,
love just the same to my songs.
I become sure with no sense of doubt,
of where my heart really belongs.
I don't fear what may come,
nothing would invade our land.
We won't justify us to them,
as we know they will never understand.