Garbage Begets Garbage Poem by John Sensele

In a thousand years, garbage begets garbage
While quality time and quality investment yields lasting love
That your heart treasures on its way to marriage without a barrage of seepage
To a bottomless pit of misery unfit for a loving dove.

In a thousand years, quality generates quality
Volatility engenders leaps into unfathomable blues
When you choose to lose sight of the validity
Reliability, dependability and agility to put nagging and fighting at the tail of love queues and clues.

In a thousand years, negligence has failed to yield serenity
In a relationship where your main contribution is retribution, accusation
Rationalisation, imputation and socialization away from amity
Imbued with motives to heap and seep at every opportunity abomination and disorganization.

In a thousand years, cheating, quitting and nonsense blurting
Coupled with indifference heightened by insolence
Twisted to moves filled with doubting and hurting
Saturated with efforts to promote impertinence and can only yield offence with lengthened distance.