Tag: Regret

Kingdom Of Kush

Best Served With: Pink + White by Frank Ocean

Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzS3WG6__G4

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My darling boy,

You wear the crown,

She lost her faith,

You’re happy now,

And as she cries,

You are aroused,

You took her heart,

And ripped it out.

 

My loving king,

Your throne awaits,

In this here club,

You are the bait,

Attention starved,

Is your excuse,

You know the pain,

You caused your muse,

 

If this was love,

Would you have danced?

With flashy lights,

And flirty hands,

You tease,

You touch,

You flirt and more,

And then you claim,

Forevermore,

 

Climb this hill,

Mount this flesh,

Show the world,

That you’re the best,

You deserve love,

You deserve care,

You crave her time,

With none to spare.

 

And so, drink till you’re dizzy,

As we should, should we be foul,

Screw the life and trust you built,

Your only care is here and now,

Ellen, Jenny, Olive and Kat,

None remembered after that,

In their eyes you left a joke,

Thus they left you none to hold.

 

But you lose this game of love,

In fairness, a good attempt,

You gave all; from teeth to dove,

Though mistakes cannot repent,

 

You thought your love was strong as stone,

I hope you see it flicks like wax,

As it just hates to be alone,

Quick to burn but never lasts.

 

So, when she paid you no mind

You smoked her behind

And chose to frolic with females,

 

My darling king,

You are cupid’s stupid little joke,

But don’t worry

As when your act blushes a bush,

At least you rule a kingdom of Kush.

 

Elano’s Notes

This one was personal– a product of my regret dabbed in a bit of longing for a lost love. I think it applies today though. Just thinking about when people cheat on their partners repeatedly with a momentary fling, I think it must give them an adrenaline rush. It must be what it feels like to be more than a man. Why else would someone throw away months or even years of built up trust and love for brief breaths of boisterous euphoria, no matter how pink and supple or hard and musky it is? I guess it is also like a parent of a family choosing a 2 door Ferrari over a sturdy 4- door sedan. The sedan is familiar, reliable and routine but the Ferrari is…… well a Ferrari. It promises experiencing the road of life like never before. It is exciting, spontaneous and, ride it fast enough, it lets you dance with death which, let’s face it, makes you feel alive.  It makes you question whether the love you had was really love. I mean, if they truly loved you, they wouldn’t cheat. Right?

…Right?

What do you think?  Let me know in the comments.