I love the smell of the fall
I love the still of the night
I love the glow of the moon
But I fear the evil in Putin's eyes

I love the breathe the winter air
I love to stare at a candle's flame
I love the warmth of the body next to me
But I fear the secrets in the eyes of the Pope

I love the shouts from the activists
I love the banners for peace
I love the pride of minorities
But I fear the hate from the ignorant

I love the eyes that provoke
I love the beauty in decay
I love when losers turn into winners
But I fear the cold hands of censorship

I love the creatures of the world
I love the tribes of today
I love the sound of technology
But I fear the [bad word] will destroy the kids