Sonnet 035
Laijon Liu 20160320
For love we make war, for love we sin
There are things so valuable to us in this world
That we weaponize ourselves to protect
Be a soldier, a sinner, and a redeemer too
Trespasses we have done in our quests
Wars we have waged against each other
Blood bath we crawl out on our trembling hands
No holy rituals can cleanse our hearts
Hope takes root in poverty and despair
Faith grows in doubts, love for sworn enemies
Maybe living is just a constant conflict
Confounded we are, but we must be in peace
Our world is like a film set
Art is created out of mess
