Love
Must Be A Bestseller
‘I would have loved at no charge or for money,
I was not satisfied with the demand,
I couldn’t make my love to be a bestseller,
That’s why I became a writer,
To make a bestseller of words,
Promising scary heavenly love,
Framed by camelback question scars,
When somebody loves for money,
Nobody says ’You are a
fool’,
When somebody writes for money,
Nobody laughs calling them names,
‘He’s a desperate graphomaniac’,
Nobody says,
‘She has hysterical fits,
Pretending to be in love’,
When somebody loves and writes for money,
They don’t die for a voice,
They don’t wait for SMS,
They wait for a phone call,
Business proposals, interesting offers,
Mutuality at
its best,
No one expects the worst,
When somebody loves and writes for money,
They are a reference,
They are professionals,
They are treated with reverence and all due respect,
A bad deal may damage your wallet,
It will never damage your heart,
It will never poison your head,
They sell because they are bought,
Nobody says this in public,
Everyone hunts paid love,
It can be naked and shy,
It can be stripped and prideful,
It might be dressed up in words,
It hides among
black feathers,
People highly
respect something,
Only if it has high cost,
That’s why I became an author,
My love was not wanted,
My words were wanted
a lot,
Everyone loves paid love,
My love talked
raven sounds,
I stopped to be a space writer,
I created and lived on the moon,
That year I must have sleepwalked all the time,
Everyone bought,
I sold,
I hadn’t solved yet the dilemma,
What was to be changed,
Who was to be saved,
But one day I certainly would,
I knew I would save the world.
By writing my best book,
I was adopted by Holy Father,
Jesus Christ was my elder bro,
My patron was Holy Spirit,
And Virgin Mary was my ever forgiving and ever crying…’
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