Love number one to achieve happiness
Despise number one and reap sadness
Setting poor priorities to conform
To ideals that deflate your preferred platform.
Midlife crisis cheats your imagination
Driving you to sow seeds of consternation
When to nowhere you travel
Expecting your destination others to marvel.
Love number one to share love
Which in abundance grows beyond the glove
Where love grows and germinates outwards
To bless and caress the needy with real rewards.
Poverty of love with no one you can share
Unless love lives in you to others you can't be fair
No matter what illusions you entertain
Cos to share love and care your altruism must be certain.
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