Friday, March 25, 2016

Baby, I am beginning to wonder
where love ends and hate begin
I am inclined to ask if the terms
of this love, our life
which we hold in the palm of our hands,
where does forever start?
How are we any different from anyone else,
consumed in our individual lives,
Our affectations our aching hearts
What if today I have realised
that this love is not everything to me?
What if love is not devoid of power
like we have been indoctrinated to believe?
Baby, are you listening to me,
Can you hear this violent rage of my heart?
This world was made by men, for men
Where do I figure on this earth?

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