Amora Schizophrenia

Amora Schizophrenia
or Love’s Bittersweet Chalice

A young farm boy walks down the lane,
A stupid grin upon his features plain.
When stopped by an old beggar is he,
The man speaks of the boy’s glee.

“What now, dear son, why whistle you so,
What thing causes your face to glow.
But answer not, I beg of you,
That it is love, the violent and true

For I recall so many a season,
I am quite old, as you may have reasoned,
And have seen this love many devour
And then abandon in the desperate hour.

But Love is such a marvelous thing,
It causes the heart and soul to sing.
Seek out love wherever it’s found,
Let it be the fox and you the hound.

And once Love you do discover,
Make it your eternal lover,
Find it and bind it and hold it near,
Loose not your hold, keep it with fear.

Love is horrendous, a vicious beast,
It preys on the tender, the young and the least
It tears out hearts and ruins lives
But isn’t it wonderful, a glorious prize.

Love brings hope, happiness, and bliss
All your desires with a single kiss,
Love is the greatest gift of humanity,
Oh boy listen, from this monster flee!

Love is your purpose and destiny,
Grab hold and never set it free.
Love is abominable, torment, I know
So run not to it, learn to let go.

Love is the sun and the life and the sky,
Love causes hearts and minds to die.
Love completes and makes us whole,
Love is the chief destroyer of the soul.

Love is great, run from it hard.
For its evil wiles, give words to the bard.
It brightens young eyes, fear its reach,
It will bring tears, and joy teach.

Love is torment, bliss, and horror.
Love is worthless and worth the bother.
Love is flying, and dying and ire,
Love is like a blazing fire.”

Then the beggar simply walked up the lane,
Leaving the boy with the features plain.
But the old one’s words did not amuse,
But left the simpletons lost and confused.