To the elf that had passed on the right,
"Where are you all going with such looks of fright?"
"The peace of this land reeks of fraud. The Giants are no longer friends with God.
It was exposed by a child, who whispered so mild,
'Will you play with me Giant?' Who crossed his arms, let out a 'HUMPH' and shot the young one a glare so defiant!"
Saddened, the boy gazed in wonder... a Giant not kind?...  could it be a blunder?
Since there was light, tales have been told, of the Gentle Giants and their hearts of gold.
Never a soul did wilt in their presence.
And never could a child provoke such a grievance.
"This just can't be. I won't believe it. The ones you accuse have always fought for whats right! What you assume would surely cause plight. But please, does one Giant's offense warrant such arrest?"
"Your heart is pure and your thoughts are noble, I dispute thee with much sorrow. It's rue the Giants have been our trusted guardians, but destruction only needs one to make it's alliance. Go. Tell your loved ones. Peace's reign has ended here, it's successor will surely be Fear."
The boy stood in his tracks, his arms hung heavy, watching grim faced elves with paces steady, turn their backs on what his whole life had believed in. Threatening the future of all who lived after him.
"If one creature can wreak such havoc, is it possible for one creature to bring hope back?"
He collapsed on his knees, "I should have stayed in bed." His innocent mind could not comprehend the ramifications of what lie ahead.

Do you watch me when I'm sleeping,
Lose your breath when I am weeping?
Can you hear me through my confusion,
Find the truth in my delusion?
Your eyes speak loudly
When my heart fails me
Your pursuit for love
Is faithful as the dove.
My strength that bears life's unknown
Derives from my being known.
Life is not without true love
What life is is birthed by love.

My heart suffers the battle of Love and Hate.
Inhaling Heavens gravity defying fumes,
To hit my head on Earths jealous armor plate.
What's lost is reborn in my tear drenched soils bloom.
Rebounding with a force fortified to mend fate.
Fertilizing Hopes systematically barren womb.
The bitter Offense strikes at this heightened state.
Plundering my altars, threatening adandonments loom.
Collapsed with fatigue, all I can do is wait, biting the promise that Love is never late.

Every now and again, something happens...
A light gets lit that dispenses the dark.
The eyes closed for fear are opened by hopes spark.
The day threatened by the storm is welcomed by the rainbow.
And you say just the right words that quicken my hearts flow.

I have you today, so I will make you mine. I will study the color in your eyes, and notice every facial line. I will hold you every possible way, and listen to everything you have to say. My plans to rule the world can wait, for making you smile is the only power worth its weight. Your future calls for us to separate, so while I have you, I'll make you mine and cherish every breath you take.

Is freedom born or is it taught?
The baby new, defenseless and poor, awaiting the truth it's breath has brought.
Foundations laid on brick or sand,
A life formed by trust or cut by command.
The fresh fruit of joy
Or the rot of ploy.
Is freedom taken or is it given?
The secrets of love give birth to this haven.

You can travel the world and never leave your own.
Gather the people and seat yourself on the throne.
The heavy pockets and echos of praise,
feeding the beast hiding in the hearts cave.
Insatiable, his appetite grows.
Swallowing would be charity, regurgitating self-obsessed woes.
You can look into the eyes of your neighbor
Know their hearts cry and consider their labor.
Sharing a moment, giving wings to trust
 Whispering to hope, maybe love is enough.
Strength arises with the gift of flight
Friendship undoing the forgotten's plight.