Love And Lust Poem by John Onyeme

Love And Lust



Don't say you love me yet
'Cos I fear such truthful lie
It's now a modern blarney
Used by the youths of today
Whose tongues are wordly wet
And might dearly cry
That they love you more than money
Just to steal your sacred pride
And later dump you aside
It's such a wicked infactuation
That leads to heart destruction
Some don't know how they grew it
Until they hurl their victim in a pit,
Of unbearable disappointment
So please! Don't claim you love me yet
Sit and think for a long moment
Scrutinize the exigency of that zeal
Whether it's truly very real
Oh stop belying!
You can't make me a fool

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