A Peak At World Unity..Want to Help Me Achieve it?

Would I or shalt I die for Love?
The endearing lesson to be told
Life consists of so many things
The reality of most of it seems to be the
Result of those who aim to decieve confused
By their own misperception....
Yet, Love is the deepest, most purest
Truest of all intentions, feelings and
Motivations of the heart
If I would pick any one man...
Whom would it be...?
If I could ask for something so wonderful
Maybe then they will remember I have taught
As I love my own husband
Build up my own household
Aim to teach & raise my own children
As my face grows older, my soul changes
May I oh on the account grow younger
Because of Love?....
Love consists of so many things
Yet, whom may it belong to ?....
The good hearted souls in which I contrive
To call for myself "righteous"
I die inside ever more the days my own
Hairs are shamed upon my own head
For being who I am
It is time to love, time to be free,
Time to set example....
Except now, my own love is stored up
And treasured for someone else
For it belongs to them
Until I grow old and possibly have to
Cry tears for seeing them pass away
Before my own eyes at the signs of the
Old age of death
The underestimated grow to sights of far and near....
Who dares to love all those around them...?
Who aims to speak of golden hearts
Who grants them life into the Kingdom
If with rightful actions they trod
For we never know the untold story
Of another
And for the savior of one and salvation
For all, we ourselves might have to ruin
The very reputation of ourselves
If kingdoms & human governments "united"
If the near honest told far and wide
For I seize the golden heart of one
And dare my path to tread
If my Romeo were in turn to love me?
For aforetime I seek the handsome soul
Of another.....
Because God told me alone that it was that
My King was not in me anymore
Because another so dared to honor myself
And him by taking his place
As our kingdom has been and is on its'
Way to being restored fully
If hath my God has taken over
And I am to Love another man?
If I could so freely be the soaring woman on the Titanic
If he so dare to take and stand by my side...
For the story of the tale of the untold
Journey...
For through the unsought understandings
Of much of the perplection a reflection
Of the impurities and imperfections
That so harmed the soul
Of the humans upon the face of the Earth
For the unseen understood as a possible
Reality results as a protection
To show for all those that love one another
Especially with the three-fold cord
God looks after them in the arrangement
For their youthful "Love" will prosper and grow
The prospect and fortune of all
Is the greatest..
The Grandest....
Untold stories of the soul
Aforetime,....I remember
Plans for my loved ones...
Love for the soul & growth of perfection
Instillment of God's kingdom
So hearing are the words...
I hope to be that come to my heart
If be to love & care for them
May we live our lives to the fullest
If the angels call our & hath shine God's glory
If the light shone upon their hidden face
If their wings so call out my name
Unified Faith, Divine Fine Works And Harmony
As I shalt play upon the golden harp of God
Aforetime we will see many things fulfilled
Around us, let us dare, the world grow to perfection
Because of our love
Having shined forth as bright as God's glory
Do I so dare take hold of the hands
Of my prince...?
Look! For see ahead God's Glory
In the heavens are the stars
They are ours dear loved ones
Here is our journey...
To take an oath upon our hand
And write it upon our heart
To hear the grand amazing tale...
Yet to become a reality?
For see, the heavens are ours
But so are the peoples of the hearts we
Conquer and much responsibility..
So as to never let us part in
Heart, Soul or Mind
May we sit holding each other tightly
Sombering together in our hardest days
Appreciating the love we have in Each
Other & never taking if for granted
For we are considered "God's children"
Standing are we until time indefinite
As long as we ourselves
Do not forget one another & remember to love him
Especially in the "youthful & idealistic" yard
For our children
Beyond years of past sought through
Ignorance Innocence & Manipulation
Of the soul that had resulted in much
Let her prosper and be his wife
Let him prosper and be her husband in
The wealth and charity of her soul
If they are to remember only the faithful
Words upon their heart
What if it was up to the soul of the
Individual to write their own life story
If so to cherish and tell their
Children's children