Alas, I thought you loved me But you did not in reality I know for facts that you love money Success, my dreams, and property. Yes, you did not love me Because of the fashion you reacted When you and I were in need of the almighty money Oh! You became wicked, kooky and swollen-headed. For some alien reasons, you thought that I was At the nethermost hull or keel of the ship But you forgot that life can be a long trip. Forthwith, I definitely know that love Had nothing to do with the sweet-smelling rose I’m forevermore resigned to flee like a brave dove. Copyright © May 2023, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.