There's no love in your eyes
I can only see virulent lies
Cruising the air like super flies
Not like the ebullient butterflies.
There's rancor in your soul
You've been acting like a bull
Who's causing havoc in the pool
Where summer swimmers cry foul.
There's pure hate in your heart
And that's tearing me apart
Please behave like you're smart
Mind you, I gave you the best part.
Make the most of what you have
I can see the pain in your eyes
It's time to be better, to strive
To be as blithesome as the butterflies.
Copyright© February 2020, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry books.
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