The Love Then Poem by kemurl fofanah

love was like nature ever so green
But now its like a creature that always lean
Love was like a beam that out ran the sun
But now its like a game with useless fun
Love was a language that two hearts speak
But now its like a word that is utters so weak
Love was so true in every day
But now its as false as a nigeria play
Love was born with only a last name
But now its had a first according to it aim
Love was the best parts of every life
But now I doubt if any man would get a true wife