- Non-Erotic Poetry
- To Be Loved
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Now
When She is gone
I know
What it is
To be Loved!
When she was my mother
I scolded her
For being so worrying
When she was my wife
I shouted at her
For being so caring
When she was my daughter
I snarled at her
For being so loving
They just did
What they did
Without any excuse
any remorse
any revenge
They were angels
They gave me
Their virtues
Naturally
Now I miss them
Now I miss their Love
Their care and
Their being there
Always for me
with so much of everything
So good and pure
Now I know
She is The Gift of God
The World is beautiful
And a better place to live
Just because of Her
Love her everyone
Love her
Let her be born
Let her live
And make this world
A better place to live
Kill not her
In the womb
Kill not her
before birth
Or you will be killed
By people of Sodom
And Amorrah
Someday.
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