Not Cho Mamas
She wanted a nacho,
Not cho mamas
Or your papas
Or your kids
Regular story
But a true livin’ story,
A non-holographic life
No puppet strings,
Only sweat and tears
For what deserves
Sweat and tears,
And milestones
Like climaxes
The kind you have
When you’re young
And in-between the sheets
C’mon!
Deep images
Across my brain
Memories worth holding on to,
Big red tape
That I cut through
Winner’s tape,
Bowties worn
At a fancy dinner party
One held before I die
One in memory
Of what I did
One celebrating
A better world,
For we all want
To make a difference
And damn it!
I did.
Not cho mamas
Or your papas
Or your kids
Regular story
But a true livin’ story,
A non-holographic life
No puppet strings,
Only sweat and tears
For what deserves
Sweat and tears,
And milestones
Like climaxes
The kind you have
When you’re young
And in-between the sheets
C’mon!
Deep images
Across my brain
Memories worth holding on to,
Big red tape
That I cut through
Winner’s tape,
Bowties worn
At a fancy dinner party
One held before I die
One in memory
Of what I did
One celebrating
A better world,
For we all want
To make a difference
And damn it!
I did.