They complain
Complain about love.
Love is there
But there is no more
People with love.
Love is there.
No more people.

I saw young people
With broken dreams
Their minds
Everywhere
As they blown away
By dirty deeds
And lies that binds.

Tripping
And falling
Fainting
And faiding
Away, away and far away
Life is bigger than them.
No more people with love.

Convising
Perusing
Trying to lure
The second person to fall in love with.
But knowing that there isn't love there.
Sleeping around with different  partners
As life tripping
Thinking that you fooling around playing other's feeling.
No more people
But love is there.

Today's people just wanna be there for the sake of presents not love
Be there for the sake of benefit as they becoming beneficiaries.
No more people
But love is there.

By Bulelani Happyboy Mbanya