Truth

Write your dime store penny romance verse

Filled with cheap cliches

And covered lamp shades

Bask in the glow of a flashing cursor

Believing it’s true love

From a false muse from above

Profess your undying love once more

To someone not near

But at least on your shores

Pretend the fates have brought you together

Yet keep you apart

A pathetic pattern from the start

Your ways are old

Time worn and cold

There’s no magic in your dance

A manufactured romance

Look at it close

With eyes that are wide

A man who can’t love

And a woman with no pride

If you’re going to stab me in the back

At least look me in the eye

You’ve got more demons to fight

Then your made up lies

Have some charm. Have some grace

Admit your faults. Save some face

Your innocence is a mere disguise

Full of holes and alibis