Love

I keep searching
Like Bongos
Seeking for comfort
Everyday
Everywhere
Thinking
That one day
My luck will shine
And I'd find
Someone that'd love
The songs I sing
And recite the lyrics
I pour out
Of the deepest part of my soul
The love songs
I sing for love,
For humanity.

My search yields
Disillusionment as love
Has become a scarce commodity
To be gotten by the highest bidders
It's degree
Depends on how much
You're willing to part with.