Flowing Like Milk and Honey

Words don't escape me, I let them out silky and smooth like warm honey…

Better days
Good ol’ days
We’re always looking back.
Top down cruisin’
Afro blowin’
Isleys on the 8 track.

Bell bottom swayin’
Platforms clackin’
Awareness on the rise.
Outspoken leaders
Radical rebels
Not afraid to show our pride.

Better days
Good ol’ days
We’re always looking back.
Racists brothers
Fatherless mothers
And the gov’s dealin’ crack.

Faster money
Gangsta dreams
Poverty’s on the rise.
Ignorant leaders
Are glory seekers
Not afraid to run and hide.

Better days
Good ol’ days
We’re always looking back.
Today’s problems
Are tomorrow’s crises
But we’re stuck looking back.


2 thoughts on “Better Days

  1. Nel says:

    I read this to a beat in my head. Love it!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. eabmarshall says:

      Thank you! I actually had a beat in my head as I wrote it.
      “Diamond in the back, sunroof top…” 🤣

      Liked by 1 person

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