Do not love my good man
It may not get you nothing in the end
I tried, tried to break the rules of conventional wisdom of love
But the rule never bent
My way the path never went.
Seems cupid a machete in my heart had sent.
Donors give and I’d give gladly
But whats the point of giving someone a broken heart.
And into someone implant a future torn apart
Not by greed or by gods
But by the love of a godess.
Let me stop this poem
Because it means nothing to me anymore to be honest....