Say prayers before I go to bed
On the watch for flags that are red
Goddamn, don't take my cred
Food for thought to keep over shed
The brain as a frigidaire gets empty
Daily bread, there should be plenty
The knowledge is in good health
Nourishing the heart to gain wealth
The consequences might be hard to digest
Strong advice and lectures for breakfast
Grace has been said and ready to munch
All odds to favors on the menu as lunch
Still a sinner, but growing as a winner
Just handling business with no dinner
For dessert, it can't be any setbacks
Its collateral to have close snacks
Serving high bills for beverages
A diet so crazy to maintain leverage
Show respect from wishes
A sink full of dishes
I can always eat and be lonely
In this life, I must stay hungry
© 2013, Alphonso Taylor. All rights reserved. No republication of this material in any form or medium is permitted without expressed permission of the author.
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