
T rust was broken on a giving day
R est assured I’ll be there for you
U se, is what you felt when you fell for me
S ell, is all you think when you hear me speak
T hought me to run from you with all you do
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T rust was broken on a giving day
R est assured I’ll be there for you
U se, is what you felt when you fell for me
S ell, is all you think when you hear me speak
T hought me to run from you with all you do

I dance for thee
I won’t forsake myself for the world,
I’ll invite it to join my parade.
Lead by me,
my dance is for yee—
If I’m not the star, evolution halts,
And we leave each moment to fate.
Oh, how we’d crumble at the stakes.
Don’t come for me
Fighting with a broken heart is
Making sure the swords are turned to the foe
That the cuts don’t go into your own
That you win by not ending it for both


to save the world from it’s demise,
I choose not to reflect the dark nights
I’m shedding toxic ties,
I’m setting boundaries high
I won’t willingly reproduce random guys
Those that hold insecurities in their minds
I save the world from more lies
Not discovering the known, Columbus style
But slowly leaving Earth with light
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Last day on Earth, a day well spent,
Every day worth dying for the expense
The sun’s a paid actor, heaven-sent.
The moon’s invited to our barbecue, To-let
Sun dresses for my man, love our fav scent.
Children running, it’s cute
they’ve been here before, before you
Life’s treasures at full deck, marriage jewels.
Beneath the ocean’s gentle sway,
Gray head, sunglasses, we watch the play.
A big fat smile, like a ray
grooving to this cosmic joke on replay
Every moment precious, beyond compare.
Last day on Earth, what a dream we chase,
Living each day with a joyful embrace.

Here I am In Bali, to find a way to say Asante with ease,
In a café, seated, writing like my breath would seize.
Was it a baby’s cry or the milk being whisked?
My soul rebirthed, or was I still child-free and brisked?
Papaya smoothie called me from within,
Weak..
Feeling the child in me, free-d from being seen, thus free from sin.
Wisdom tooth wise, not to ruin the deed, today no tweak
Met the gatherer, not the gladiator, fulfilling my need.
The dancer, not the procrastinator,
As though I rebirthed a new breed,
The entertainer, philosopher, mathematician, all the same theme
Every part of me, before the world came together to humble me.


