Our love can be so poor
Our love can be so self-centred
We cannot resist the lure
of lust, of pride and of greed
Jack loves Jill for her beauty
She is twenty, pretty face and body
But when she ages, he loses his fidelity
And seeks his comfort from another lady
Ken loves Kate out of his wishes
to feel needed by somebody
In her helpless dependency he relishes
so that he would no longer be a nobody
Lola loves Lance for his wealth
A fancy car he drives and a gorgeous house he lives
But when he loses his riches in a stealth
A divorce paper from her lawyer he receives
May loves Mike with a tinge of possessiveness
She equates loving to having
So when he rejects her excessive kindness
She turns her love to hatred in a blink
We all want to receive in love
One penny in return for every deed
But to love, is to give and serve
To meet others' and not our own needs
Let not my love be weak or poor
Or limited to those I prefer
And as I receive, let me always remember
that the gifts will never be greater than the Giver.
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