When All The Love Is Gone Poem by John Agandin

Behold the light fades and rises not
And the cute little stars hide in shame
The moon fears to show her face
And day and night become as one.
Here the heavens are shut up tight
And the earth cries out in thirsting
All that is lusty and green fades

The streams return to the mountains
And the oceans pour out their eternal rage
The darkness return from the abyss
And the mountains explode in anger
Burning all that was once green and fair
Vipers come out in the day to hunt
And the crows hold a banquet at noon

Alas the nations bare their teeth
And the rulers rage in drunkenness
Oh how kith devour kin
And mothers drown their infants
To entertain their nightly guests.
All roads lead nowhere
And the gardens turn into graveyards.

No, my love, our love cannot die.
For when all the love is gone,
When we let it all wither and die,
There would be nothing left,
No green, no life,
No memory, no beauty,
No flowers, no colour,
Only nasty empty darkness.

I would love through the pain
Smile through the tears
Bleed to keep the grass green
Swallow all my foolish pride
Least all the love should die
And all life becomes a resentful remembrance
Of all that was once good and fair!