Reminiscing

In the beginning there was a word Which was I, so I couldn't be alone So I flied, reminiscing about those days with boom box's and listening to slow jams, Dancing to tunes oh the beauty in that thou, thee shall not if thee shall won't, The days, I was flying like Peter pan Shouting "who wants to be old when you can be young and have fun" But time hits us all! so we keep spinning the wheel of fortune to being catapulted out of our own imagination, So we throw a quarter just to start over, Knowing if we go back will lose our chances of being equal The early days, once upon a time When we were animals, When we were black Now we Africans, just reminiscing! We will ever be humans, im just asking ? Days go by, but im just playing records To cassettes so im rewinding, Back to the 80s, my previous incarnation Before the whole revolution, so im skipping tapes, playing with stones instead of toys no money, it was kept behind the curtains now its out in the open, sadly thee open the vault thee shall close, This is more like Thanksgiving so lets enjoy the feast, a whole family of guests I guess that's what happens when you leave the door open and the windows closed, All you have is an opportunity but no vision, So they pull the strings, man I'm just reminiscing about those days we used to watch puppets, those monsters on the screen, The Sesame street Ranging from care givers to cookie eaters, Coated with red and some blue they taking over the neighborhood, To the frog, that's always being chased so the hood could never have a prince, so we can never be saved, man I'm just reminiscing, The early mornings Waking up to the rising sun Now it just rains and rains So I stay indoors, heater lit up Guess who's feeling all warm and cozy My fuzzy cat Elfie, that feline! Reminds me of Tom in the cartoon series Tom and Jerry, Oh boy! those were the youthful days running around in circles dodging the system and its obstacles, To being in church with Mary Begging to Jesus can't you share your mom, since that day i remember it as Merry Christmas something like Mother’s day déjàvu now its Sunday and I'm listening to slow jams, going through all that again.