To love and to die

To love and to die

A stupid ignoramus laughed at me publicly about my love writings

He said that a man over sixty had no business talking about the heart's flutterings

Obviously, being stupid and ignorant, he didn't know that love had no age limitations

In fact the older we get, the more we need love

We all long for love arriving on the wings of dove

Life has not much meaning if love is not present in our lives 

We all feel a need to be fortified

That we are needed and appreciated for who we are

Even if we have no house nor car

The search for love is never-ending

The older we get, the search gets more heart-rending

I have seen it with my own eyes

That makes me want to cry

With regard to the stupid, ignorant dude, I should feel sorry

Because on top of being stupid and ignorant

He's downright ugly

Maybe he was just being envious of me

A drop-dead gorgeous, charming gentleman

To whom ladies have flocked like bees to honey

Gene, my new dear friend, has been telling me

"Bob, be kind with your words

Keep a green bough in your heart

And the birds will keep on coming

Forgive and forget those who have offended you

For they are stupid and don't know any better

If you get angry with them, you show you're no different from them

Love, Bob, love

You have received plenty of love from the ladies

Now return some of it to your fellow men

Even if they're stupid, ignorant, and ugly

They, more than you, need love, especially from you"

Omar, my best and saintly friend, did not talk as much as Gene

He quietly told me last night

"Roberto, all that anger you harbor inside

It's not good for you, mi amigo

Let it go, let it fly, set it free, and you'll be free"

In tears, I embraced him and told him he was right

So this is an "ode" to love, to the softening of my heart

I am smiling and grinning from ear to ear

I am sending love to the ignoramusus and pontificators

To all the emotional and intellectual midgets and frauds

I have taken to heart my friends' advice

I love you in spite of who and what you are

Because I don't want to have hate in my heart when I die

Wissai

June 30, 2013