Shepherds Fate

They say love is unconditional like a reflection of the soul from the kings and queens of the heart. Yet it can flip and fold going from a whole into a calzone only half of you remains turning you upside down and they say your heart has blackened with the thorns of a flower crying out like a bloody crown forced upon by those that you were born upon and crusified like a murderer or thief of their own happiness a lust so pridefully one still smiles in the gluttony of the envy as spades part the tides from the effort and reflections of their Tru selves a path so clear and Tru from the loyalty of ones genuine unique and free minded unchained by those whom suppresse thy voice of thy nation like a wolf in sheep's clothing until the shepherd finally returns accepting thy fate of not just one but ALL