Can’t say I’m all that insecure
Just wanting validation secure
So I asked Father-God for options
Not thinking two would be up for adoptions
Guess two lovers are better than one
In the pursuit, of the unknown, of destiny’s run
One is brilliantly mature and a genius of passion
The other brilliantly young so I keep my heart ration
It’s not that I’ll not commit
Many other’s are prone to quit
Yet I know I can have either one; it’s true
Where it not for knowing God’s dream-clue
Now I find, the other man’s become single
While the younger is realigning to that jingle
Silly notions of our egotistical frame of acceptance
Neither has the courage to proclaim, out-right, reliance
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem