THE DEBT WE OWE TO ROMEO
The broken heart of worlds apart
Can like a river flow,
As if once pierced by Cupid’s dart
To pine like lovers know...
To drain the life’s blood meant to bless,
To weaken all within,
Yet boldness seeks its happiness,
Refusing to give in...
Then courage courses through the veins,
To fight the valiant fight,
Perchance to strive for future gains
If standing firm with might...
Yet standing firm’s not standing still,
It’s reaching full across,
In hopes that precious dreams fulfil
What now would count as loss...
That’s how a mustard seed of faith
Compels one’s heart to act,
To suddenly approach and brave
How others may react...
It’s what drove Romeo one day
To seek out Juliet,
Else merely let her slip away
And live years of regret...
If all went well, I’d copy, too,
I’d bridge the gap between,
But Romeo, I pity you,
Fate had to intervene...
You loved and lost, you lived and died,
The gap proved way too much
And yet your love’s now known worldwide,
Each lover’s heart to touch...
