Within his home, for nothing more than love,
A man stands tethered for his Christian sect.
Saint Valentine, who worships God above,
Is jailed, although his spirit isn’t wrecked.
Asterius is with the holy Saint.
He asks him for a sign his faith is real
And brings his daughter who’s perception’s faint.
It isn’t hard for Valentine to heal.
Asterius believed from then on out,
But others hate Saint Valentine for he
Believes that he must share and never doubt
The Gospel of the one who sets him free.
For that, they killed him at the city gate,
But he taught always love and never hate.
So let’s take Valentine’s command as true
And love each other like the teachings of
Religions teaching of a love anew
And faith like mustard seeds that move our love.
Although we’ve learned to hate through history,
We can unlearn the hate and learn to love.
The separation of humanity
Is nothing like the flying of a dove
For flying like a dove requires wings
To work together, moving step in lock,
And, flying through the air, he also sings
Of love with a foundation that’s a rock.
Humanity has fallen from the sky,
But if we love, together we can fly.