IF I GO BACK TO BEING YOUNG

If I go back to being young
I will know exactly where I belong
Where love trails
And I could tell a thing to a she who fails
To see a heart that uses her as its gong

II
I know now that almost all who claim to hate calls
Are in the womanising malls
I know that all who treat their women like rubbish
Dumping on them their emotional filth and mostly being snobbish
Are users who are playing shes like balls

III
I know now those whose hands see not their pockets
And have words which hit and maim like rockets
To women who give and never receive
Are bad news no heart of a woman must lovingly with conceive

IV
And I now know never to stay
Where abuse rains and must look for a respectful ray
In a love line and not seek to derail
…my energy where lovers sail

IVb
For some smiles are painted
Some materialistic lives have heavily tainted
Some perfect families are haunted
And some beautiful relationships are daunted

V
I’d never try, let alone hurt
Where live starts with a fret
For loving is an easy shirt
Any human can wear without dirt

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © July 14, 2022