Some day you had to face it girl- that love is not
enough.
And sometimes life demands you be a whore.
You say you don't love money
but you need it to survive
and learning is what earthly life is for.
You thought a pair of loving arms; a pretty face would be
all you could need for happiness and peace.
But now you have discovered
that it's not that simple, babe.
the brutal truth has brought you to your knees.
This ain't Schadenfreude honey; no don't imagine
that,
I'm not just gloating cos you're feeling down.
If I had magic powers
I would use them on you now,
but nothing is that simple I have found.
Yet there's a silver lining and the sunshine's only
hid
by thunder clouds the storms will blow away,
then you will be standing in
the cool healing light of Truth.
where love will be enough to win the day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem