The Ice Cream Melted – 134, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Cupcakes,
Candy bars,
And,
Ice cream seem innocent,
Until,
I raise the bar,
And,
Cut out anyone sugarcoating their solidarity in a melting pot,
Most are simmered in…

Just when you think things are sweet,
They spoil when left on a shelf,
Forgotten,
While rotting in a Hell,
Hotter than fire withheld in our pupils…

Whoever’s they to you!
Democratic,
Conservative,
Independent,
You choose!
In the end,
We all cook our food,
On a stove with flame no different than the next!

It all burns…
And,
I’d rather keep distance before I’m charred by the same curse,
Most get cremated by without being spread throughout dear,
Dear Earth in search,
For what already remains…