To love or not to love…
That is the question
we now ask in a world
where love no longer looks like love.
A world where people no longer give their hearts freely,
but measure affection with gain.
Where “I love you” can mean
“What can I get from you?”
Where care has become a strategy,
and kindness is sometimes only a trap
waiting for trust to fall in.
What happened to us?
We came from people
who loved with little,
who gave even when they did not have enough,
who held families together
not because life was easy,
but because commitment meant something.
But now,
everyone is guarding their heart.
Everyone is calculating.
Everyone is afraid of being used,
yet many are using others too.
Men have become lovers of themselves.
Women have learned to survive with suspicion.
Children are watching silently,
learning from our brokenness,
copying our selfishness,
and calling it wisdom.
What then becomes
the hope of the next generation?
What are we leaving behind?
A world where love is mocked?
A world where marriage is feared?
A world where loyalty is rare?
A world where people would rather protect their pride
than protect the hearts they claim to love?
Where are the morals?
Where is the decency?
Where is the integrity
that once made a person’s word enough?
We cannot keep destroying love
and expect the next generation
to understand commitment.
We cannot keep betraying trust
and expect them to believe in sincerity.
We cannot keep choosing selfishness
and expect them to inherit compassion.
To love or not to love
is no longer just a question of the heart.
It is a question of the kind of people
we are becoming.
It is a question of what we are teaching
without speaking.
It is a question of whether we still have enough humanity left
to care for someone
without planning how to benefit from them.
So maybe the question is not
whether love still exists.
Maybe the real question is:
Are we still brave enough
to love correctly?
Are we still honest enough
to love without using?
Are we still humble enough
to love without pride?
Because if love dies in our hands,
we will not only lose ourselves.
We will raise a generation
that never knew what true love looked like.