remember when we
were poor, happy, and thriving
living only on love?

the world couldn’t touch us

but we weren’t careful
we started wasting love
took love for granted

and then, one day
we started running out of love
could barely keep love on the table

i remember getting angry
when love was wasted

“there are people in Africa
starving for that love”

soon the cupboards were bare

now, i go out every day
searching for love, begging for love
sitting on street corners
holding signs that read
“will work for love”
pining for the days
we were poor and happy
living only on love

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From the book THE TRUTH ABOUT LOVE