(THE LOVE SCORNED MANS LAMENT)
THE SOUND AS A MAN DIGRESSES...
https://youtu.be/f_MU7j0c1Lc
I a man fell to wondering about Love, nasty whore.
It hurt me this wondering as I pondered her cavorting with other men... Other women.
Love must be homosexual cause love don't discriminate.
Dirty bitch... Fucking succubus.
Got my mind way out there where don't shit make sense.
What did I a boy do to deserve to grow up and be this man?
Scorned by love... She loves my dick but hates my ways.
A spiritual man in a land of religion.
I who would reach out and hand her a cloud plucked from the bluest sky.
I who would carry her in my psyche to my parting.
As I become other entity flowing in the flow.
The very beats of my heart as deep as the deepest recognizable bass.
Pretty much as Lion thumping on African plain.
As messenger tree being beat by drummer... Urgently... Urgently.
I send Love such beautiful poetry that the ink cries... Tears falling as slashes and lines.
Periods and punctuation.
I who would go to Love on bended knee... The world for thee my queen.
Love you stankin heifer slanging your thang and coming to me for solace.
Every time you get your ass beat.
I wondering would wait for you Love even though you have done me bad.
Knocked my dick in the dirt.
Made my heart bleed empty into my torso.
Damn you you savage whore.
I would wait for you Love.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
