Love your enemies

Love your enemies – they have more guns than you –

Love thy foes for he who stands facing rifles is considered weak amongst men, cherish thy heart and sooth your tenderness with bitter sweet grapes found in the Southern of Africa. An army known for peace, fight for who puts stars in your eyes.

Oh love of mine, would you sprinkle your love into my forever, would you allow an unworthy being like myself to trade hearts with you?

Shall we take a stroll...?