Purgatory of Love

Voyage was quite long, a perfect song

Deep it went, to greater heights it was

A peak of no man’s reach

It was paradise in romance, nourished and so rich

A sweet dream with love blind, one walked on water and had the sky to feasibly touch

Like Canaan, water was wine

Now it’s told as a tale

Maybe the heavens deemed it a fail

Our carriage went off rail

It’s now fossil, but I see the dark inked trail

Ohhh matrimony, a mission impossible

Staring at the reaper, one said

Why give a ho a heart when she’d rather have a purse?

Why give her an inch, when she’d rather have nine?

Then soon she goes, “man, I don’t have time”

But all along you’ve all been fine

Is she not a ho when she’s ploughed?

Out of curiosity, a brother asked

That’s the conflict of the men’s house

A cat entered wolf’s territory

Now it’s wars, pure purgatory