Description: Something to think about...If you've been through alot, and you just want a little piece of heaven...then you can relate to this poem/ free verse...
Why can’t I have my cake and eat it too?
Is it so wrong of him wanting me
And me wanting you?
Must we all be politically correct
Or have a certain bit of adjusted retrospect
According to society
I mean who really is society
A bunch of melting pots
Crashin
Smashin
Meshing things up
Making a big ass mess for somebody else to clean up
Or point fingers and do the blame game
Doesn’t all just sound wonderfully insane?
Why can’t we all endulge in our cakes that we make?
What evere happen to share and share alike?
I guess because it always ends in a big fight
Someone is jealous of chocolate
Everybody is taught to love vanilla
Somebody done swiped all the Red velvet cake
Just sayin this shit is a mess to be made...
But I digress
Why is it so wrong to just do what you please
Not everyone is promised Heaven
So can it really wait?
I don’t know about most but I want a bit of mine right here and right now
Due to all the levels of Hell I’ve climbed from
Why can’t I have a small cup of
silky smooth
Deep toned
make me moan
Refreshing as the day he was born
Water
I guess because everytime I run to the water
my well dries up...
Guess it’s back to climbing
before my time is up
Hope I haven’t shorten my place along those pearly gates
I guess I’ll have to see
But in the mean time
Can somebody save some cake and a short glass of water for me?