Milk

I appreciate the sweet coconuts milk
Cracked and melanated
It’s possible to picture it and paint the wars pretty pale
To paint the sky blue, to call it an ocean

Hurt people hurt people

Godspeed as pain plagues the world
While stolen lovers lust for equality; for peace
Begging for rain
Claiming insanity
Shaming one from shining down
This time around the natural will abandon us
The truth will leave us
All removed
Stumbling riddlers will remain