I promise nothing
That you won’t kneel
And that you won’t beg
That there will not be pain
But at the end of the day
There’s you and me, side by side.
We can watch the world burn,
Or we can be strong together.
Share the pain, shoulder it all.
No place will ever be sacred,
No haven except in our arms.
No surrender, no end.
But fight together as we do.
no promises, no demands.
Love is a battlefield.
Love is a battlefield a great song. Hopefully you will not have to see the world burn but enjoy the support that you have to live.
Great anthem song – my sister’s favourite back in the early 80’s… You capture the essence of the song – haven in our arms!
The pulling and pushing of this poem is subtle and succinct.
Beautiful, Sara. Loved the rhythm
This is a beautiful poem!