Proof of Purchase
Twilight’s glare, Love is lost.
Was the pain, worth the cost?
Adam’s plight, nigh forgot.
With Love’s life, what have you bought?
In the press, Love’s defeat.
Grief until, work’s complete.
Love betrayed, charge declared.
Fight is lost, no one spared.
Beyond the glare, Love is lost.
Was the price, worth the cost?
Foundations shake, tears are shed.
Love not found, amongst the dead.
‘Tis confirmed, faith survived.
Joy restored, Love alive!
Morning’s glare, Love redeemed,
Cost was naught, what it seemed.
