Love, We Use Your Name In Vain Poem by Tyrone Wingfield

Love, hallowed was your name
Before mankind deformed it
Now they use your name in such vain
I think they have destroyed it

What once was a promise, true and pure
Mankind twisted its meaning to suit their destructive needs
Its original meaning lost forevermore
This was done to cloak their evil deeds

Before you brought us unmeasured happiness
But now you sow only misery
They contaminated you in their recklessness
Now you devastate us unmercifully

If only we could go back and change
And what mankind have corrupted
Would our land be so deranged?
Or could your joy again reign undisputed?

Now we live in a dark territory
That is untouched by your grace
This desolate land that lays before me
Is why mankind will never see Gods true face