Before you waste my time with nonsense
Every day should matter
My heart beats through time
Yet you focus on one day
Very thought of it disgusts me
A day in which governments collect money
Love is the only word they needed to
Estrange us from the real meaning
Neither flowers or chocolates bring back death
The Romans would laugh at us now
Insist we are all insane
Not the only holiday misconstrued like
Every capitalized stanza
