Love Only Kills a Poor Boy

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The boy shivered when I kissed him,
He said love does not kill
Death does
And death comes in many ways.
That night was his last on god-swollen foot,
He was burnt
By his own father.

My mother never hated me
Until that night
When she heard my little secret,
That
I am in love
With a boy.

My mother could not bear
Fire around her son,
So she sent me into the cold nights
And spilt these words into my heart:
“You have served me indignities –
never come back.”
The statement sounds, to me like an epitaph.

Now, I am here among crickets
In the wilderness
Thinking of why love only kills a poor boy
Whom they could not accept in the society.

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    1. “My mother never hated me Until that night When she heard my little secret, That I am in love With a boy.”
      This is how mother’s can be 🤔
      You’re inspiring bro!!
      Ride on

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