Seagulls glide above the aquamarine waters
As the sun sinks into the ocean
Orange hues on the horizon
Walkers on the promenade in close quarters
Out in the open
Lovers holding hands
take charge of your money bud
and never trust the big banks like these chumps
hell, getcha a lil’ Bitcoin or some…
and if that’s not aligned with your risk appetite then rather bury some in the dust
whatever you need to do to protect your wealth
as one must
just saying… don’t be part of the bail-in, I’m tellin’ ya son!
just the other day
Jerome was in the media house
and guess what?
he was watching his mouth?
you’re damn right, he was!
(together) awww! (chuckles)
been telling you since day
the Fed ain’t got the answers man
but we still gotta put the little we have to work and double up
just flip to Matthew 25 verses 14 to 30 and you’ll see
say no more, let’s get it!
a soft breath of wind
escapes your sweet lips
everytime you smile
and your pretty eyes
have a golden glint
that lights up my life
so when the sky is tint
keep in mind that sunset dips
bring tomorrow’s sunshine
you’re forever on my mind
so I’m playing for keeps
hoping this lasts a lifetime
with originality as the new currency of value
maybe habits won’t be mistaken for continuity or consistency
you see – they still like tiaras and carats
but don’t subscribe to romantic love or marriage
and who’s to say there’s anything wrong with that?
look – they consider pedigree over character
shadows over skeletons
shallows over depths
but what if they are right for it?
besides, is any instance of creation everlasting?
yearning, longing, craving
when emotions flow through the crevices
of a hardened heart
the all too familiar feeling
when searching for the missing pieces
or seeking a fresh start