No one can live
someone else’s past
It is a blessing
if we see the lessons
hence learned at last
and never from us
to be erased:
One needs love
in order to “be in love”
for if one has love
this lucky being
will never controvert
Should not an expert
place a seal on the above?
Love is mostly
in large portions a sacrifice
and of pleasure
in a small slice
The other way around
love cannot be found
And yet claiming adulthood
many dare advance
and make good
the fabricated exhausted
cliché nonsense
I love you
but I am not in love with you
The most insulting line to the mind
anyone could find
After many years their lives
with their children shared
from them with connivances
they now consciously have derailed
Children I can attest
feel this concept the best
and what kind of adult
have we found
if blindfolded and
for elsewhere bound?
Some dare to call
a feeble moment of weakness
with a short sided "b"
an unsubstantiated phenomenon
of the seventh year itch
and to a life
for the worse they switch
How low a groundless scenario
they have reached
Once a beautiful family
now it is in disarray
What can anyone say
What a travesty
for a two minutes of pleasure
of no necessity!
What a minute thing
when compared to affection
and nurturing!
Leaving many a child
unloved and confused
without direction
or love split in two pieces
forcing one loose control
of their feces
Even if they occupy
spaces after spaces
Still love shall have
for them two faces
How many have lived
the tragedy of the itch
and suffered of their lives
the saddest switch
Doesn’t the seven year itch
make life for everyone
just a "b"?
The sea howls at the beach
when one parent is neglecting
Love drowns
when sacrifice is missing
And yet
with fancy cars and rich
some dare to have an itch
and life for the child
becomes a "b"
Yes
The sea howls at the beach
when one parent is neglecting
and love drowns
when sacrifice is missing
