Stupid Cupid Poem by pam handa

Mortals have believed in you right from the start,
Because tiny Cupid you're such a sweetheart.
Your golden wings are a wonder and delight;
Your solid arrows quite impossible to fight.
Who can resist your loving piercing darts
Which strike at random vulnerable hearts?
When you come down racing by to strike,
Men and women, who each other could like,
There's no running away from your absolute power
Or trying to evade your earthly love shower.
The ignorant may call you stupid Cupid,
But the wise know you're love's child little Cupid.