A day's work isn't worth bitter cherries,
A wolf's cut isn't gonna heal from wild berries.
So I take sweet avacados, grind them to paste
Apply them on these burns, like mayonnaise.
A metered healing, by the spring it'll bring him health.
And lead my subordinate towards a place where he will win.
I hope to teach him that being weak is not a sin.
I'd let him figure out his emotions, let him print
them on paper with ink, to vacuum all these thoughts.
Presidential style, that's the goal that he sought.
The water in his coconuts will decide his game
Whether he can crack one open with his strength.
What I took twelve tries he could do in one.
He is the child of the present, and I'm the past unsung.
He's painting the future, and I'm painting his rum.
So when he falls down he'll know what he could do instead just to run.
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roroccano
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
15 WORDS
Thơ CaStory of your soul in your 15 Words. If you give me 15 random words (off the top of your head), I'll make a poetic piece out of it. P.s. Requests are open. Feel free to drop your set of words in comments or on my message board.
