Bees, Birds, and Everything Between

This is an old poem from 2005. I have yet post it anywhere else. I will contribute newer poems in the near future. Thanks again Eileen!


Bees, Birds, and Everything Between
By:mindself

I explain my thoughts with a slight hesitation
for my thoughts don't represent my own generation
I believe we're corrupted by a materialistic theme
looking for our own self-esteem in a rubble of false dreams
And it seems like we're losing touch with reality
Abandoning our morality for sexuality
He's hot, he's handsome
She's sexy, she's gorgeous
The world is holding ransom
Our innocents,
While most of us adore lust
The luscious clothing is molding
Young hearts
Because their misunderstanding of 'intimacy' is controlling
While holding the private body parts
Tongue rings, tight jeans,
Belly buttons with gleams of what's between the legs of the
Obscene
Thongs and short skirts
Showing your midriff with small shirts
Are fans of any pervert
And it's accepted by many as a tool for our sexual aspect
But if you have any, would you trade it in for respect?
Because it's a natural reaction for someone attractive
Perverted thoughts are in the head because of today's fashion
or any reason we can use as a scapegoat
it's the movies, it's the music videos
it's when that grown man is throwing dollar bills to the stripper on the pole
it's artificial birth marks scattered on the 'Temple'
Needles of pain designed to explain
our depth of emotion for the living and the dead we still obtain
but some will use to entertain
for attention from the masses right above the asses
or any location that surpasses our view
We imagine that many have them
is it a sexual attraction or just a tattoo?

A 'VIVID' picture is on the television
Will tell many different erotic positions
We're mesmerized by the curves
Excited by her nerves to yell out loud
The story plot was corny but it still got you horny
So you "burst" into satisfaction when she begins to shout
And these objects that are designed to please her
Are also used to mislead her
See sir, she wasn't sure about herself
She has something that these guys never felt
Instead of removing your belt she places your needs on the shelves
Her obligation isn't too give the pleasure YOU want
Because she's being judged for not having the body to flaunt

While a man with an erection doesn't use protection
a woman with many selections doesn't bother with affection
and I question?
How many of us falsely use love for own rotten fantasies
cause we're not all fans-to-see the innocent act horribly
is it love?
Young minds full of hormones
with R&B love tones, begin to harm-those
who are fixated or infatuated by sexual lessons
but later became intensions for a short pleasure
abusing our leisure for stealing her treasure
two teens in love looking beyond the scheme of love
"is this right?" was not a factor after screwing without a glove
"fucking" isn't the way to express your higher commitment to love

And then we assault the communities of the gays and lesbians
Against same sex marriage we need to look beyond
we're mostly homophobic and can not respond
but hatred comes to mind and begins to stomp
our own freedom and liberty, we need to bond
cause the differences will unite everyone
Ignorance surrounds love and sex in many ways
I can't reach every issue in this poem but there's plenty of ways...
we should first learn to talk before taking the clothes off
because when doing so, we're no longer running around the same spot
And the issue is a double standard that angers many people
because we all think about sex everyday but it's not all that simple
conversations among your parents and friends
We all pretend that we don't know but it's easy to comprehend
When we see again and again...
So I believe, love is dope it brings hope, while sex is a joke
That's how I scope my definition because I'm becoming an adult