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If itís, 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 † †  
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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, Allahís blessing unto his loins his duty as a man will be awoken † †  
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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 † †  
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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 loverís cup † †  
Stagnation † †  
Echoes reverberation in misplaced jubilation † † †
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Lost in the train of thought, to place a King on his rightful throne † †  
Masks of contentions sings its own yesterdayís 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 † †  
Itís too many hearts to be conquered in place of the lost one youíve never won † †  
trŤs bon
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 11th Aug 2022
Author's Note
Ocean is more ancient than the mountains, and freighted with the memories and the dreams of Time.

H. P. Lovecraft
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