If it’s, K for you It's, K for Me

If I could go back to change destiny of time    
You would have me smiling each day knowing you are all mine      
We would be raising a nation of future Queens and Kings      
Given them the mindset of intellectual dreams      
Trilingual melodies heard over laughter will be the pride of our seeds      
Repairing what is broken their generational lineage where their healing      
hands will know no hate, discrimination, or the demise of greed      
     
Ordained spiritual healing power      
Praising the four elements of earth, wind, air, water, and fire on their kness giving homage to life before the midnight hour      
Knowledge in supremacy ancestral reigns from their mouth would be spoken      
From the Haitian rite of passage of a first born boy under the sky, Allah’s blessing unto his loins his duty as a man will be awoken      
     
What if in the realm of the presence we stood, we strived, we played, in our foolish pride, yet, we tried      
A kiss to the revelation of a true blessing in disguise        
Hushed lullabies echoed to the skies      
You do you and I did me      
Having the sacred locks to the truth refusing to twist the key      
     
In the stars, we danced in silence pushing each other to soar, to fly far      
Venus tenderly lassoing above the moon, can you hear my beautiful whispers Mars      
The Big Bang theory of covet wishes, desires, deprived, stalwart beings fragile moments to catch up      
To many crowns that did not fit, but only this Queen shall bear greatness from the passage of fertile lover’s cup      
Stagnation      
Echoes reverberation in misplaced jubilation      
     
Lost in the train of thought, to place a King on his rightful throne      
Masks of contentions sings its own yesterday’s song      
Time has revolved the element of fate is so near      
I bow to you my one and only Sire as I will see you on the other side of the moon my dear      
Go now and ride off, bask in the warmth of the sun      
It’s too many hearts to be conquered in place of the lost one you’ve never won      
très bon