Untitled love pt2

All the Petals
I plucked
All the choices
I made
He loves me
He loves me not
I’m still confused….

Does he really love me?

An empty flower
Now an empty soul

I’m sorry
That I plucked you flower
I just need to know
That this love is mine,
All mine…

I know I can’t depend
On a plant to decide
He loves me or not….

I have to know
Myself…
Not the flower…
It’s just silly idea
Who thought of
Pluckin petals to decide

If your lover is yours
Or not….
Not knowin we’re pluckin
Its beauty away….
That’s disrespectful….

If our lovers love us, they love us
If not, well we can’t make them….
I know it’s a harsh reality
We can’t make them love us the way
We want them to….

And we need to stop
Pluckin that flower….🤎💯©️ Kai C. 1-14-23

Time is not money. Time is far more valuable than money. You can always make more money when you run out of money. You can’t get more time when you run out of time. If you want to succeed, value your time.

Damn i missed errbody tonight huh well i guess I'll catch yall tomorrow night at the speakeasy

“The receipt is in the bag”

Me: “You too”

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🤦🏾‍♀️🤷🏾‍♀️💯

Massas took the drums away

Massas took the drums away…
Yes they did….
They took them cos they feared….
They feared of the uprisin slaves
So they took the communication away…
They don’t wanna die by a negro….
By bunch of Africans

Massas was like, no
Y’all can play our instruments
Instead…
But slaves refused….
Slaves wanted their own instruments….

It’s why massas need black people’s foot
On their neck for a reason…..

You see massas, massas are bunch of wuss….
Cos if the slaves United, and snatched our drums back
Oh, it’s goin to be a war….slaves turned to warriors

They whooped that massas ass…they whooped that coons’ ass

We played that drum, to signal a talk of other souls
Let the sound of natural heartbeat become your mother tongue….

Who told massas to steal that drum cos
They scared…

Punk ass massas
I thought they’re not afraid of war
Since y’all came over to a “new world”
With all the mass destruction….

Just sayin colonizers
Y’all came with treaties and ammunition
Y’all carry violence in your hearts
With all that blood….

And y’all massas
Actually colonizers
Y’all really ain’t massas
Y’all are just cave dwellers
Who doesn’t know how to wipe your ass
Ain’t nothin superior about y’all

And y’all are the ones who took our drums away
Cos y’all punk ass are scared…

✊🏿💯©️ Kai C. 1-13-23

Meanwhile, in the Democratic Republic of the Congo 🇨🇩...😡