The Lost Love

THE LOST LOVE Mendunsa was his second home A man of dreams and ambitious They called him John Peter I called him JP Sweet, satisfying companion The best surgeon With healing touch Theater was his second room Theaters impediment could not bushed his proficiencies B2 rob me, shuttered my dreams, hope Snatched my pillar Left the foundation cracked Observers quoted “It takes 10 minutes to cover 60km” Silence floating the city Whisperings, crying, mourning We lost the surgeon The healing touch The hand for needy Hope for hopeless Home for homeless No substitution for the kind They called him John Peter I called him JP Sweet, satisfying companion 'til our path cross again