The Life Of A Womanizer - Poem by Raymond Valadez
once there was a dove,
that dove would fly her skies dressed in beauty.
the world would bend to her every desire.
flying low and flying higher
she came across a river for a drink
what happen next to her is something no one would ever think
on that river there was a scorpion
his very nature was filled with poison
he met the dove and said hello
but in his mind he was plotting a blow
scorpion: hi i am so glad that you came here for a drink. i been trapped
over on this side for quiet some time and i was wondering if you would do me a favor and take me over?
dove: i would love too but i don't trust you what if you sting me?
scorpion: i would never sting something as beautiful as you. trust me plus if i do we will both die?
dove: well it makes sense. but i am just afraid of you. i don't want to be hurt.
scorpion: i would never hurt you.
dove: really? please i trust you don't hurt me please
the dove gave trust and took her flight
while the scorpion on her back he rides
half way across the river the scorpion stung
because in his nature there was just no love
the dove cried out why? now we both will die
but the scorpion reply, this is why i live my life.
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