When does a touch become a shove, a push a caress of love?
How close can grass be until it encroaches on the roots of a tree
A joke becomes a poke at one's integrity when meanly spoke
When does pruning a branch turn to cutting down a pine, does a hug liberty confine
When is it a crime to cage a bird, only when our needs for theirs are transferred
Does a kiss become a rape, only when there is no escape
Correction turns abuse when learning for anger becomes its excuse
Control is the key between love and liberty
When selfish control of another's soul is the goal
Release the dove it will return if there is love
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Author:
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- Published: July 7th, 2025 03:40
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