Love Story
With heritage of dragon lore,
and hills and valleys shore to shore.
From the land of leeks and daffs,
there came a lass born of a Taff.
Roman walls built strong and bold,
surround a fortress very old.
From English city of great fame,
came a lad with a Welsh name.
This girl named Joan had lived to love
the Celtic ways as all Welsh should.
Now Ivor born of English greed,
had lived his life at lightning speed.
But race and culture cannot tame,
love’s strong flame in any game.
So when this lass and lad did meet,
they swept each other off their feet.
So English mad and Welsh so wild
came together and bore child.
A girl as beautiful as night,
with mother's spirit, father’s fight.
Before their daughter was quite one,
our couple then produced a son.
A lively lad who screamed for fun,
his mum and dad, rolled into one.
Through history, it seemed a must,
to save each race from others lust.
But now our pair combined as one,
their cultural change had just begun.
As their two children grew to teen,
two more children, our pair wean.
Not by birth, they came their way,
but sheltered from their darkest day.
An Arab boy of noble blood,
who never knew his mother’s love.
The other dark with curly hair,
who carried genes from everywhere.
So now, as family of mixed race,
they show the world a better face.
It isn’t colour, race, or creed,
that binds together mankind's seed.
So shed your mindless prejudice,
for in it you will find no bliss.
And look beneath what you see there,
your eyes will just find skin and hair.
The truth's much deeper than you see,
unless within your mind you're free.
All mankind came from the 'whole',
so ‘feel’ their presence with your soul.
Now Ivor, Joan, and their family,
accept each other and are free.
It matters not from where you came,
beneath the skin we’re all the same.
So try and open up your heart,
and let your inner fears depart.
Your culture then may join Mankind,
now that’s a gift, for you to find.
Ivor G Davies
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