Walk softly but carry a big stick
is the way the words go.
But we all carry a big stick
with us every where we go.
Love is like a flower growing
when it is young at heart.
But to keep it growing
we all must do our part.
The ground for love must be broke
before the cutworms attack the root.
Like love the seeds of hate will poke
and where there is good evil follows in hot pursuit.
The garden of Eden was full of love and good
but a mistake was made for evil.
God ruled the world like he should
but a lie was told by the Devil.
God gives the choice to be good or bad
but the choice is ours to make.
Without evil good is just a fad
but when we choose good love is ours to take.
When we choose love we stop the hate
and loves rules the world.
