Un Tapped
Potential that’s what you are not a
tap you need to
purify, because, heavy metals in the water that you filter to make
drinkable what was once pure and clean paved way to this day and here we are
working away the days we paved to better days upon which we pray while being preyed upon and read that with an E if you
hear it use your, ears that hear just enough if you know when to
listen in
because what began oh so long ago just so you know you’re not the first you’re not the last just ask the
long
lines of lineage, as I spell it you can sound it however you will it means a line of
descendants from which you, too, come from and came from and I cum forth because
I love to taste a variety of the men who were lead astray and not just them they
abused, us, too, my precious lovers my one’s who never let me touch but
love me when I play with words I flirt I
catch your eye cause I
try too hard so hard wonder why you caught my eye usually you’re a
daddy with a
body I crave I desire a warmth a love that I
missed perhaps as a child as an adult I got my own tall and strong and tender full of loins that I
tease as we, watch TV at night he’s by my side giving me a roll of the eyes as I
tease some more and settle upon his shoulder to rest my, weary head cause I spent all day
languishing for his return who’s return his the man I call my own the one I love
just as much and definitely, oh ah, just a little bit
more than that because he’s all I need and yet
more I crave to indulge to satisfy in a world that I cannot deny is
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literally on fire we’ll snap you back from reality to reality because both those things
we do live, a love for the one’s we love truth be told for me it’s each and everyone but
what’s done is done and there’s no going back stop looking that way
because the reality is about to smack you with meteor that screams climate change is well
underway you’ll need a mask to breathe in a city who’s costs of living, have gone up haven’t they and yet you’re able to live to work to fuel a
crisis well underway you’re well aware perhaps too much so but
that’s ok too you should rest and breathe while those who know and
do little more than hope and pray while
they dine on the divine or worse, they
exploit and blow her up or burn her and you and the waters they pollute they tax you on while the air quality has gone to hell and others yet had to flee to survive and where I ask
oh where do they flee when the picture I paint is bleak and the smoke is coming from where
they flee to us where
the cities took root near the precious
fresh water and drove them out they one’s who knew a truth that didn’t lie in the murder and the
genocide that continues in its own ways that
burn as we speak a truth that I dare to speak so that I can feel finally
free of a curse of a white supremacy that paved way to this
day where all can partake as long as you pay admittance too
a pity that the cost is
up to you to decide for me all I know is this
a truth I speak to keep me going because
I care enough to try even though it pains me so much more than
I’ll ever be able to admit but
just did and perhaps you will know that feeling
and believe me, it’s true and you
are too
