What is True?
Is it true?
Does good defeat bad?
Does light over power dark?
Most of all,
does love conquer all?
Bad can always win,
shadows lurk at the edge of the light
waiting to make its way in
Love
Is it really so powerful?
Or is that just a myth, a hopeful way to find good
Is love real
Or just a fairytale?
This poem is about:
Our world