By: Cedric McClester

Once the love had been rescinded
I don’t think it could be mended
Even though we both pretended
Look at where it actually ended
With us running out of patience
Placing blame then battle stations
Acrimony and accusations
Name-calling and strained relations

You can’t drink
From a broken glass
Nor live your life
In the past
You have to move on
And alas
Accept the color
Once the dye has been cast

For the record I would like to state
That our love had an expiration date
And so it crumbled there’s no debate
Cos there’s a thin line between love and hate
Once that fact had been detected
Though we tried it couldn’t be resurrected
In the ghetto of the love that we erected
Weeds grew where the ground was neglect

You can’t drink
From a broken glass
Nor live your life
In the past
You have to move on
And alas
Accept the color
Once the dye has been cast

What’s the point in seeking answers
All the leaves have fallen off the branches
In the burial ground for failed romances
Lies the graveyard for second chances

It’s pointless for us to try to return
By now you would have thought that we learned
Play with fire and you’ll get burned
You only get out of life what you have earned
So excuse me while I proceed
What we want we don’t always need
The wise ones learn and then take heed
Even though their hearts may bleed

You can’t drink
From a broken glass
Nor live your life
In the past
You have to move on
And alas
Accept the color
Once the dye has been cast




(c) Copyright  2015, Cedric McClester.  All rights reserved.