Mr. Africa Poetry Lounge!
Lost and Found
My love
was discarded like trash
in a box
that was filling up fast
along with so many
others like me
who gave away something
so sacred for free
taking all of my time
and resource for granted
giving away the seeds of
good man that I planted
shoulda listened to my girls
when they said you would roam
paid attention to my instinct
when I felt it in my bones
but the first time so good
and the second get better
when I think that I'm done
the ocean just gets wetter
you will never change
this I know for a fact
just like I make you leave
I let you come back
now I'm in this
brown box just standing around
thinking how am I lost
when I know where
I can be found?
Written by Kai-Sonju Witherspoon
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