Two Poem by Pius beeps Adamu

Two..

One was made, then were made two.
The other was made to make dreams come true.
Two fast-held as one, can líve forever. 
Two is a magical number,
For a he and she.
Love is the cause, bringing two not three.
It is a soul-bond, represented by two rings.
Peace is all that matters, like the fresh morning springs.
Two is a divine number, rich for a lasting mission.
Gold and silver are treasures, but shall vanish.
But Two is the number, that can breed a nation..
It is a gift, that will never perish...