Spiraljireh...Love Poem by Ihe Nnamdi

As a young man, I once believed
that pretty birds fall free
up above the world so large...some of your wits only seek a good time..
abut what is that which binds all up?
Vanity, is common to all, but does she bind?
Is pain common ground?
Some live while others exist..yes?
If happiness and Joy and laughter is good and befitting...
then why are some not benefitting?
Give me a loan and give me time, You will wish I was just passing through...though I am...but
Back to my relativity:
Is it money?
Economic transactions and commerce?
Industrial boom or Technological innovations...?
Is it beauty...media promotions...?
Movies, Music, entertainment or mhm...pure pleasure?
I'm still trying to figure it out?
You tell me!
Or is it love?
Yy..esss!
For Love we do superhuman things..
be it money..entertainment...sacrifice or create pleasure utilities..
We may have fear..but it doesn't define us..neither does wealth....
A man's worth is not in Wall'$ or Swiss ecosystem..but in one word:
Love...
For our teachers committed heinous crimes against humanity when they told the beautiful lie:
Love is a feeling of attraction which one feels for another...
No, feelings change, but love cannot..in truth...has and shall never...
Love is forever young..
an upheld respect for another reflecting one's true nature and made tangible in his commitment to the said entity...
For this generation now ought to know that Love's not beauty...but is beautiful...
Love is why a lone voice sits up late at night to write in the rain..Love...
even as a forever young...
finds and binds...leaving no stone behind...