Love Poem by Jude Rubangakene

Love

Out of crust
Word born
Word made
Lie proved

Anxiously found
Clothed with humour
Gold it is
Lost to poverty
Its stolen
Graced to find again
Remade for the
Luck it can always be found
When righteous you owed
For not everyone gets its value.

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