Echoes Of Love Poem by Bieze Josphat

When distance builds a wall
Then memories become the call
Of how in love we did fall.

When quarrels become the veil
Then compassion is the ship we sail
On until peace in us prevail.

When money becomes the hindrance
Then priceless is the fragrance
That gives our love coherence.

When family threatens our unity
Then let our ingenuity
Selflessly adorn our nudity.

When the past vows to haunt
And our spirit daunt
Then our plan; vision, we'll flaunt.