another poem before vd.....

Ok tomorrow is Valentines Day or as I call it vd. I know it sounds nasty to make a day sopposed to be about love to sound like a disease but that is my opinion and I'm sticking to it. I think it's awful that we are told that on this one day you HAVE TO express your love for the one you love and if you don't you are an asshole. Love isn't just about vd, it's everyday. It's not buying a dozen roses at 3 times the normal price because you are told to. It's bringing that person flowers on just a normal day, just because you want to.

Love is not something to be regulated or institutionalized. Yes there is the institute of mariage, but again that is one created by man to control other men. They tell you who you can and cannot mary, for no reason other than their own moral preferance. To me that is why there is this big moral outrage against gay mariage, they are losing another bit of control over us. We aren't conforming to their idea of a perfect world. I don't like black and white in life, I love lots of colors and shades of gray. I hope that someday society will get over it's bugaboo's and that one day there won't be a forced day of love, but that people will show their love for each other everyday of the year.

Enjoy....

My advice

I’ve lost in love
More than my share
But I guess I’m to blame
For my lack of care.

I get easily hurt
For I’m quick to fall
Under the spell that cupid
And the arrow he shoots at us all.

I open up quickly
I easily trust
But in this day in age
Caution’s a must

For love is serious
It’s pure and it’s true
But not all feel like this
So cautious be you.

My advice my friend
Is short and it’s simple
Be cautious in love
For it’s like a pimple

It springs up one day
Just out of nowhere
And grows really fast
Like an old man’s nose hair.

And then one day
It bursts in a pop
You’re left with a scar
And covered in slop.

Be cautious my friend
In affairs of the heart
Be mindful and guarded
Before it can start.

True love is rare
Of this be certain
Most won’t find it
Before life’s final curtain.

Be careful who you love
For they may not love you back
And leave you with nothing
But the clothes on your back.

Love can be something special
Yes that is true
But just remember one thing

No matter how many times
You try
No matter how many times
You lose.
The one person you must love in this life
Is
Y
O
U