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Love is the dagger that

cuts deepest.  Love is the

balm to a lost mans woe

Love is the savior to the

lowest of the low, but nobody

seems to know just what there

is to love.  Family and friends,

there is worthy love, but not the worthiest,

no.  Love of those we don't know; love

of beggars and those we sometimes

wish we didn't know.  That is the love

the world has very little of.

Compassion comes natural

but most push it away.  To busy to help anyone they have never

seen.  Humanity was meant to love

one another, one and all, instead we kill

each other in different, yet equally torturous

ways, Spending our days behind walls

of pain that most people don't even

realize there feeling, until it, it hits them

on that to infrequent sleepless night.

No Jesus no peace, know Jesus, know peace,

but to know Jesus, you must Love all and every without restraint.

Poem © Mark Forsyth