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Ardor


Sometimes I wonder where the world stands on love.

I'm not talking about romantic love, either.

I'm talking about the love between humanity. Friends, family, and just neighboring cultures.

Maybe it's just me who feels like love is a forced vulture.

We force love, like its different for gays, or people of different races.

Why do we judge love based on sexuality, gender, or faces?

Love is love despite how you look or what your race.

Instead of forcing love, can't we just love humanity as it is?

That's what love is supposed to be.

As humans, we love even if we think it's wrong.

We love like a love song.

Love is something you can choose.

Let love start with you.

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