And there- love was not
In the crowded rooms
like overloaded tombs
In the busy streets
where time retreats
In the arms of strangers
and their unstable mangers
Inside their church
where many search
In eyes that stare
but never dare
In souls that yearn
but never learn
In all these places
with all those faces
Here and there-
Love was not
In the time of need
In the kindest deed
In the greater good
In the understood
In the freely received
In the always deceived
In here and there-
Love was not
And what love was where
was all forgot
And the will to care
was all for not
And then, and there-
Love was Not
And just the same
with all to blame
what will be next
in future's text
The love that was not
or the end of no plot
where Love was Not
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