and how would life be to die
before the Grim Reaper awakes.
to escape
being seen as project
whore to uncle Samuel
and nana
she needs to know why?
shy
by being mentally abused
in youth age by
outburst and
temperature outrage
from a second-person mother
who on her next birthday
will still be too young
to know reasons why
to keep daddies around.
nonetheless, Indo Chocolate
is in-constant-touch with
this rasta from the Bronx,
227th street
Rude-Boy.
she was constantly
trailblaz'n
from Manhattan, damn near Harlem
she caught #2 trains Uptown
to inhale ganja trees
provided by Rude Boy.
and never to forget…
she was
also in deep love with
letting her lips confiscate
DNA
from his penis.
i guess the combination
somehow made it seem intravenous.
but that's all she did.
a virgin born infant
of Ethiopian decent
chocolate in nature but also
a living rhetoric.
disconnected
from her previous engagement
with life
she eventually
re-found trails in the
blazing incense
(Visual: visions of the Embryo in her dreams)
moments after sleeping
she broke her vows
of abstinence…
now pregnant
she renders absolute thoughts
of an absolute abortion.
(Sound cue: baby crying)
(Blackout)
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