Oh to say I love you
No shame within a lie as this
Antique words of collapsing value
Suchlike promises has been falsified
We recite with no ardor, no meaning
A forced response to spare the integrity of both
Warping its immortality to our
What a tragedy?
To utterly express beauty with a passion deficit
Love is used like a nameless whore
Traded for the likes of detoured morals
We cheat love and cash it in for pleasure
Redeeming it for personal uplifting
What has become of you?
Abolished by those whom you give life
We have disgraced you, love!
Selfish as we are, gaining all the credit
By no means do we pause for reflections
Will we ever kindle love?
– Ms. Tioko