MY HEART WASN'T SPARED

By Julius Malah Matete Munthali My heart wasn't spared, it bled Bleeding was inside, it almost got a cardiac Love! I hate love Love hates me No kinds words, not one, not two, I have for the word love If it wasn't for the high blood pressure medication Oooops! I was a corpse, buried long ago The rebuff The way it came The way I received it Aaaah! That was a killer knock out punch to the head