Shaped Like a Scar

A poem in Moncielle form (entry #92 page one of "Poetry Forms" ) for the "Invalid Item"  contest.

Your love is shaped
Like the scars
On his face,
Those that he
Can never erase.

Your love is shaped
Molded from the
Hate in your eyes,
Like your mouth
As it utters those lies.

Your love is shaped
Not like the expected
Parental concern,
Your only motive
His money to burn.

Your love is shaped
Like a heavy burden.
That's all he is to you.
You leave him hurting,
Confused of what to do.

Your love is shaped
Like the jail cell
That will hold you one day.
Understand this,
You are headed that way!

Your love is shaped
Dear Lord, like the scars
That You bare.
Reach into his soul
And show him You care.

Your love is shaped
From the tears
That roll off his face.
I'll help him, Dear Lord,
Find real love; Your grace.