Get To Stepping

By Da Poet    Da Poet

The world labels love as a human touch,
love is frugal for it changes so much.
But, I got no time for utter nonsense,
especially when the truth is bent.

Now roses are red and multi-colored too,
and I got waterfront property in Florida just for you.
Faith, is the substance of things hoped for,
but the consequence of your fate is an open door.

So thank GOD I don’t get my weapon,
you best better get to stepping!

Hearthrob,
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