Tearing At Divinity

Title: Tearing At Divinity

Author: Stephanos

It has been said so many times,

From nobles down to peasant grimes,

That to love

Is to be Divine.

And those who speak,

Continue on,

To say that since Love is divine, you know,

Forgiveness is indeed more so.But I'm afraid I must contend

This point that leads to grisly ends.

For to love is to be weak,

For if you love the slow or meek,

They can be taken from your arms

By those who seek to do you harm.

And Forgiveness, you say, is divine?

Surely you've sipped too much wine!

Forgiveness means that you are lax,

Rewarded with steel in your back,

Or perhaps theft within the night,

Or poisoned drink, in broad daylight.

Love steals your armour for the foe

Those who forgive,

To hell they go.