Society today

has taught all our girls

that bruises are pretty

and go well with curls.

 

That broken teeth

and fractured bones

are a sexy woman’s way

to bring a man home.

 

But Love isn’t about

how much pain you can endure;

Love is about being

honest and assured.

 

’Cause at the end of the day

when there’s nothing left to grow,

when the journey has ended

and the sun is down low,

Love will be there

with a wide open heart,

to hug and to hold,

to create a new start.

 

And all because,

three words,

”I love you,”

they’d say.

Not with their fists

but with their spirit,

that’s the way.