I wrote this somewhere between 1990 and 1993.
I once knew a man,
who loved only one thing.
Though he tried to deny it,
only pain it would bring.
It would blind and torture,
and chain him forever.
He threw away his life,
this thing was so clever.
I can solve all your problems,
with a shot of bourbon.
I am your salvation,
all it takes is just one.
But, one would always -
lead to another.
You need no one else,
I'm your significant other.
You can never get away,
it had convinced him.
So he gave up trying,
and filled his cup to the rim.
YOU ARE READING
If Only Love
PoetryI wrote this poem in 1987 during the time of the Ethiopian famine. Last year I changed a couple lines, and this is my updated version. When I first wrote this poem I was only 18 years old and hadn't had children yet. Now after nursing 7 children, I...
