We Need More Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

Their marriage of three years has been tumultuous and unconditional words of prey.

Sounds of intense mistrust and dependability were found on a tightrope act of love.

Fierce advocates of trouble outweigh the bond of togetherness of two as one.

Surveying their hearts of love they find boundaries of walls colliding.

Looking for healing in waters of displaced strangers they become captors of lost hearts.

The foundation of their home is now sinking sand blowing in the wilderness of desolate lands.

Overwhelmed with payments of frozen assets stress becomes intimately enshrined in their living.

Their harvest has been a famine of pain overflowing over horizons unknown.

She ridicules his manhood and his dignity for society to crucify.

He forecasts her inept ways of love that the outer limits abandon.

Eyes of disbelief and contaminated words are victorious in their own flesh.

Their trials and tribulations conformed their minds to escape each other.

Sleepless nights adjourned the day for coveted feelings of unrest.

Seduced with we need more money they never looked to the hill from whence cometh their help.


Written by Theodore Mosley

November 2,2018