He’s been going through these phases. Because everyday he lives his mind changes, rearranges. Swear it’s just like a seed, oh yes it’s growing indeed. But unlike Adam and Eve, he keeps the fruits on the trees, sheesh.
His mind’s been neglected for a minute, started reading all these books and yet that still ain’t fix it. Trying to figure out the world, the universe and the pearls. All the beauty in the matrix can be found in a girl, or a diamond. The stars and constellations of Orion, yes it does get deeper think we need a little silence.
Phases.
Swear he’s been going through these phases, because everyday he lives his mind needs homeostasis and patience. I think he needs it for his phases, each year I age it’s like I grow a couple faces, replacements.
For all the egos he was raised with, with mad foundations Neanderthals couldn’t “cave in”.
“cave in”. “cave in”.
A poem about the progression we all go through in life through the lens of an analytical mind. R.A.P. ( Rhythm and Poetry )