Love Died Last Night

Calloused palms of busy patrol officers

weary eyes of little children along the tar

bustling scenes of jostling cars

viscous beats at every bar

Bottles rolling on tiled dance floors

money sneaks on heeled soles

smoke puffs all round the viby moor

a perfect day to loose much souls

February is the month, 

fourteen is the number

hotels fully stocked with loaded moaners

moans of thrills and gruesome veins

even Malone once said, ”too much pleasure is pain”

A day registered for love but mistook for lust

Lust for thrusts down the holes of pride

true love commemorated but now underrated

Valentine tidings and much joy evacuated

Perhaps ”Valentine” was the focus and the ”St” ignored

love was the purpose but now disbursed

Ne’er forget, a soul did die for assurance

that love may abide through tough endurance

Smile, think and act lovingly!

Breathe Love, Breathe Valentine

©Adekunle Everest

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