The Proposal

You kneel to show protection, confidence,

And piles and piles of lies to spill when weak

So hidden in a shiny rock, it sickens

The brain. Hallucinating a “love” petite

In life, but grand in mind. It soon will break!

This love of yours, the ride or die, oblique

In meaning, represents the thrill you seek

“Someone, though, will soon come and rescue me”

The love society had is dead, but care,

Compassion, education carry on

Under this label humans once declared

As truth, has camouflaged the emotions

That lay beneath the surface. Soon revealed

It’s goin’ to be; for once the care is real.


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