Love Will Surmount Our Foes Poem by Ojok Isaac

The sky and clouds may fall like storm!
Soon, the winds would be like breathed fire
And all jeers sent and to us shown
Won't discrete us if love's our wire

If we choose love as our fortress
How splendid for us would it be?
To cuddle and kiss without stress

In love we'll always be secured
And there is no spear we must dread
For all our wounds by love were cured

Let's sink deep in love, we won't die
But out of love; surely we'll cry