Do you remember the sweetness long ago The sweet sweet Ambrosia that used to flow Way back in the beginning, in the very early years of your life Sweeter than the sweetest Honey off the comb That used radiate like living colours inside of you That used fill your mind and all your senses Giving you a huge natural high Leaving you in awe and in Wonderland. Can you remember...can you remember back that far ?
Do you remember your parents trying to coax you to eat Your carrots and your greens, saying "Eat up now, they'll make you big and strong" And do you remember you resisting, thinking "I don't want to eat this stuff, it has no taste, it's like eating cardboard" There was only one thing the very young child wanted to eat Yeah! Sugar and other sugary things, sweets, chocolate and ice cream... Anything to remind him of that sweet Ambrosia inside Of that wondrous world within, where he came from.
Do you remember being out all day playing And then being called in for your dinner And how you felt - Dinner, huh! it was nothing but a tiresome chore You felt you didn't even need it That you could easily do without it That you had something else inside that was worth much much more.
A lady I knew died, she used feel very empty inside She used eat sugary things all the time But sadly she learned to her cost The sugar of this world is no Ambrosia.
Now I'm not a killjoy LoL, I like my sugary things too from time to time as a treat but not too much. And there's loads of non-sugar sweet things now with healthier sugar substitutes. Again I have vivid memories of the above.
The taste of butter The shade of green — All is a wonder as they seem — The first taste of wine, the feel from the textures of the vines, and how sand slips through my fingers brushing away as the wind lingers Feeling my cheeks, a tender stroke — It was... all a wonder — Feeling through the woods, wearing my silk coat Far out the distance, I hear the water stream How it sings so beautifully, no ounce of demean Life is all... A wonder.
Every life exists To live and multiply. Every note exists To compose marvelous melodies. Imagination exists To see the worlds that cannot be seen. Emotions exist To express in languages that cannot be spoken. Death, too, exists To let the living taste the pain of losing. All things exist for a reason To make every mother’s son as they’re now. So fret not, folks For no one is an exception To the wonders and woes of this world Set in motion by the biggest yet gentlest hand of all.
The dark man has always entice me Never short of flavor Never lacking etiquette And never impotent towards a woman’s heart With melanin so pure I wonder what more do they have in store. Even with systematic abuse They have stood firm in being the greatest creation ever produced Racism forges hate towards their race, but many do see what a waste it would be To hate and discriminate The dark man’s race For what crime have they commit That differs from what we all have did The dark man is my wish And surely it should be your wish.
One ex drove twice around the block Maybe to see twice what he had Or to see twice where I am One ex came twice into the store Once alone and once with his new love One ex came alone Maybe to show me he’s around Or maybe I’ve got a chance One ex came with her girl But too many times for I to keep tract Once with her mate and many times With other lovers On ex came alone But I never knew she still had concerns She came brave and filled And other times she reminded me I’m still loved One ex slide through Unannounced and uninvited He strolled through my paths Unbothered but allured One ex never showed memories of being owned And he made it clear that I was alone One ex never judged But never said she felt love And now I’m planting more seeds To reap more ex’s of my own