Trying To Learn A Truth So Pure Poem by Patti Masterman

Long was the night when we met fate,
Long was naught before love was hate;
Long is the pain that we must endure
Trying to learn a truth so pure.

Far is the hour when time's forgot,
Far till men what they sowed have got;
Far is the pain that we must endure
Trying to learn a truth so pure.

Where are the faces, where have they gone
When no one is left to sing their songs?
Why the pain that must be endured-
Trying to learn a truth so pure?