A love

A love is a whisper,
Trying desperately to be heard,
In a world full of hatred and sadness,
It calls out,
But is damped by jealousy and rage
It tries to prove that it exists,
It goes to extreme lengths,
It risks everything to last,
But soon,
The jealously, rage,
Hatred and sadness,
Drown the whisper out
With their shouts and screams,
And like every other whisper of love,
It shuts up,
But always,
There are whispers of love,
And if only the shouts of hatred would hush,
The whispers of love would be heard,
And the world would be full of love