Chocolates, hearts and flowers are ubiquitous in the markets or stores

It is like a frenzy storm, like heavy raindrops rushing through the gutters

I am told at the big mall, it’s like Christmas Eve, where procrastinators

Are buying boxes of chocolate, flowers, candies of all kinds and colors

Candles, jewelries, intimate pajamas, and sexy accessories for loved ones

Wow! Love must really be in the air or something different is sucking

The oxygen, which is necessary and essential for our survivals. Something

Is in the fresh air, where the moon is full and craziness makes no sense

In this fascinating world, where babies are slaughtered and innocent victims

Are cursed, beaten, jailed and killed: I ponder and wonder. They don’t care

It’s is a show of tradition, not a show of unconditional love. I cannot bare

Not to say anything about what I’m witnessing and living. Bad dreams

Endure; they don’t last. Nightmares see the devil in the dark in your bedroom

I guess, hope and pray that Saint Valentine can improve the current events

Yet, I am afraid of the hypocrisy, which behaves like evil rats and pesky ants

Yes, I am confused, shocked and bewildered by so much extravagance for only one day

I write and pray that true love rains and reigns, and tolerance shines on Valentine’s day.

Copyright © February 13, 2025, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved

Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.