Love...

So I heard it say...
Love is here to stay
how is it then that war happens
murder pacifies
suicide nurtures
robbery gratifies
who loves..
Is it the child..
Who is a child..
an ignorant being
A reckless soul..
A demanding attention seeking helpless lore
We have to pamper
Bear the misdemeanour
We have to be patient
Wait till the child is senescent
An Adult..
Still Ignorant
Still Reckless
Still demanding ..attention seeking
Waring.. murdering.. robbing..
Hurting beloved ones.. An Adult..
We love .. so we pamper.. we are patient...
So I heard it say...
Love is here to stay...
Yet again I ask...
Who loves?
Should I ask.. what is love...?