Food for thought
I'm full of thoughts
That run a quarter mile back and forth
Faster than Usain Bolt
Packed with neurons that spark a thousand volts
To generate a cardiovascular into distort
Abort
All my childhood lies and discover What I was neglected to be taught
The hidden truth buried like an ancient Egyptian vault
To be or not to be?
I'll just have to wait and see
If the voyage will accompany my curiosity
To wisemen treasures or Shakespeare's make-believe
Beyond earth's corners of limitation
Food for thought is a statement
Of elevation
That stimulates agitation
And changes what stays the same...
Go on! Indulge in it and taste.





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