Love became hate,
we were no longer mates,
our love counted from one to three and jumped to ten,
my heart was free but that was then,
love at first sight,
the birds can bear me witness,
your words can testify against you,
my dark skin,
my packed luggage full of your sins,
your light skin tone,
that pronounced darkness in capital letters,
it shone bright to show others the way, but dimmed to make me lost,
love is no longer love,
hate is the bond between us,
we now eat hate and vomit love,
a black crow from a white dove,
one, two, three…. ten,
ten to zero.
Dark hands 