My Divided Heart Poem by Adams King

O mother earth shouldn't we learn from you
A lady you are with shinning beauty
Round your garment of different colours
Your wavy hair of green and grey
With black blossom red and purple bloom
Your shinning eyes at dawn noon or night
Ever glittering, sleepless to endless chase
Your inconsistent self you praise
With your lips or borrowed tongue of men
Every man in your changing self
Find extreme joy in either one or two
Some pray for your swift revolving strength
To quickly reach where their enjoyment lies
Each man a part of your character possess
Either cherish or crown his favorite
Old are you but still renewing your face
Is old not wisdom my people say
For men whose ancestors your hands bare
Down from the drama in Eden
To the crucifixion of Christ to present times
Your age are countless your teachings unend

Then why should men criticize me
Or chastise my changing heart
Is it a crime to seek pleasures and gains
From every gorginizing angelic creature
Fortified in flesh gargantuan shaking armor
Shouldn't we learn from our fathers they say
Or sick the wise milk from mother's breast
Is nature not a whore to different season
Who on every bed it finds honey rest upon
suck them dry to seek another bed unsucked
So why should I be put to condemnation
For stealing the knowledge of old
Or walking in the wisdom of days before
I chose to be adventurous
To seek the fruit of every tempting thighs
My eyes do worship and welcome
Laviashing pleasure to extreme orgasm

I'm like nature with a changing coat
My divided heart like seasons in a year
I'm that voice of many songs from a throat
I chose to enjoy the diverse figures of love
Then why would I be crowned with crime
For craving more milky maiden
Nothing gladens my bed than the changing of every naked visitors it entertains
With shallow or bushy gift to rend
Worthier in taste with looks of ruby rose
And for every face so fair, or ornamented
Which is pretty or beautifully graced
Is sure to queen my divided heart
To own a palace where queens already dwell
To offer duties in reciprocity
Not love than the others but by its newness made it so
To dance the naked dance of the gods
With a smell of romance like a heliotrope
To satisfy my libido my taste for a fruit
Yet unsatisfied by the rising of another dawn
Like the repeating songs of the sun or melodies of the beautiful moon
As bread to the belly so is that sweetness
The battle in between the thighs a war of pleasures, a dance of romance
A partial picture of painted heaven
Which has turned me Into a seeker

Like old mother nature divided
For my heart is like a candelabra
With feelings ignited and natured
for every daughters of Eve
For I'm as greedy as death
Stealing treasures from all with an exception
Of no colour nor status
But as long as the garden is good
And it's flowers are ready to be plucked
To serve as decoration to my heart and as a warrior upon a bed of honour
To battle where those with glory are crowned
Eating pleasures with a moment satisfaction
I sleep tonight with glories gained
and by the crows of dawn I shall wake with glories gone
But my divided heart shall remain
Searching for love in the midnight air
And feelings in the morning breeze