Love Is... Poem by Emmanuel Vallie

I saw tears from a single mother caressing down her chicks
But this intimacy
It wasn't the one she was looking for
So she took a handkerchief
And wipe them off
I thought to myself
How dreadful it is to be a man and bring such pain

I saw a father
Eyes red
Committed with a ring on his finger
Yet his face expressed an emotion of regret
The thing of the past once sweet wonder how it turned sour
Reminiscing of old lovers by the mango tree
And i thought to myself
Love is painful

I saw a son
Head over hills matching towards love like a sheep to be slaughtered
I saw the single mother
The marital father
Run towards the son
Both grabbed the son by the hand and pulled him back, saying 'No Son'
I saw old lovers
Educate their son about love
And i thought
Love is complicated