Love Aint Hardwired

Can't remember when I got tired

of crying myself to sleep.

Hey baby, I'm retired

and I'll be yours to keep.

My connections got rewired

when I fell down in that heap.

That night you called me liar

and drove off in your Jeep.

 

All the words, things that transpired

yeah I sure was a creep.

You tested me before the fire

and I couldn't make that leap.

You're the truth, I'm the denier

left to gather what I did reap.

Buried inside my funeral pyre

is a love my heart felt deep.

 

And love aint hardwired,

it's all too skin deep

but I aint done trying

till God lay me down to sleep 

 

Reviews

[Vanessa]

Sometimes, people over-rhyme, in that they focuss on
rhyming more than the actual content of what they're
trying to depict.
You did well to avoid this situation in this piece.
I ratherliked this one, and loved your use of simplifying
the language a certain way, not trying too hard with grammar
and yet it still pulls itself together.

Great poem, really.

--Vanessa

[April Child]

Yes we keep trying! Though it seems to kill us. Very nicely put, so good to see you visit my page again, has been a long time, glad you are still around and writing.