Pretend Not That You Love Me
THE MANY:
I can see beneath your veil....
Pretend not that you love me
While you profess to kill a harmless fly
With a sledge hammer;
And wickedly weld koboko
without bathing an eyelid
LOVE:
Love is love;
I never said love is blind
If love is blind,
There won't be love burn or heartache
THE MANY:
We can see beneath your veil....
Pretend not that you love us
Our knuckles are grey from knocking,
Our heels bruised, brutalized from seeking
And our voices hoarse from asking
While you wickedly weld koboko
LOVE:
Love is love;
I never said love is blind
If love is blind,
There won't be love burn or heartache
THE MANY:
I can see beneath your veil....
Pretend not that you love me
Your eyes do not stimulate love;
Your eyes project hate, disdain
Your lips do not speak the language of love,
They are full of curses
Your heart has no milk of human kindness
It only knows how to weld the koboko
LOVE:
Love is love,
I never said love is blind
There won't be love burn or heartache
If love is blind...
THE MANY:
I can see beneath your veil....
Pretend not....
Copyright © Harry Biosah | Year Posted 2020
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