The Great Lesson Poem by Gankhanani Moffat Moyo

As time has flown
Into the ocean of yesterdays
I have come to drink of its facts
And think of its pasts
As reservoirs of knowledge
From which to learn life
I have come to learn that love
Is as abstract as it is dead
A phenomenon created for the weak-hearted
Those who feed on those lies
Coated in thin layers of truth.
I have learnt to learn
That love shall never ever be
For it is but just a frame
Used to cage, blind, and kill
Innocent, decent and young ones
Whose thoughts are as delicate
As the breath of an infant barely born.
We have fallen victim
To the I love yous -
Bloody words
Exhumed from ghostly mouths
Of our devilish loves
Ugly mouths whose lips
Have dug into us
Just upon blinding us in I love yous.
With time fully flown
Into the ocean of yesterdays
As December 31st is about
To depart for eternity
I have come to learn
And convinced myself
Not all the I love yous I hear
Are clean in heart
But just my heart to cut
To steal my thought of purity
My love of reality
My genuine love, my trueness
I have convinced myself
Never to swallow of any I love you
- cast them into nothingness
And, alone, walk shoulder high
Smile for my hearts joy
And joy in my own joy
No more I love yous!