Friday, June 17, 2011

Nowadays

Nowadays I don't know if I'm coming or going
My own flesh and blood has mingled with water
Behind my eyes I miss my God son and daughter
Reflections of my womb and wishes to carry
Then, I withhold my innermost desires to marry
I'm a deep thinker and I seek to find
Little do these pests know what's mine is mine
Bitch may be defined with my picture stamped on it
Sunday I'm settled yet by Thursday I flaunt it
Nowadays I don't know if I'm coming or going
My work gets done but I can't observe if I'm growing
It's like my feet are lifted off the ground yet not quite cloud nine
I have to play back, rewind and ponder if I'm fine
Inattentive at the night hour and understanding my power
But I cast back light and look past these cowards
All I want to do is own a few acres and a horse with not too big a hut
Lay back wifed up with a seed or two and not giving a what
Til then, I stay high off that green, tea that is.
Keeping calm, collect, and embracing the moment so I can handle my biz
Nowadays I don't know if I'm coming or going

* Daddy told me to Emrace the Journey

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