There was a Diamond in the Sky,

As Romantic Poets thought,Yet, one thing is sure,A broken heart has no cure.

Or have no proof ofHow to handle,Not only your fingersMay get singedBut your ownIntegrity and reliabilityMay be questioned,Melted or burnt awayLike a lying, candle.

All throughout History,Tyranny rules.

So hard to find,It lies hidden in man’s History,Surrounded by falsehoods,Hypocrisy and crime.Truth is Love and Sincerity,Seems we don’t honor Integrity,Virtue, Morality, nor Honesty,‘How can I fool all of you?Please, let me count the ways’Is as true today,As it was, true yesterday.

Sentimental beautyThat nothing elseHas,When the divine sincerityOf Purity,Magically touchesPoetry’s loving branches,Its unfolded armsCan easily,Reach and touch,The Sky.

Your voice, your words,The sweetest heard.I loved you then,As I love you now,Forever,The only wayThat I know how.