Speak Oh thou genuine investor
Having mens’ heart under thy gracious umbrella;
Shading them from life’s tempting aroma
Before they that are tempted remain so forever.
Speak! Coconut Speak!
Rebuke and chastise the lips that speaks guile
Of your name born until Adam’s revile
Towards the Maker for such a creative style
Refined in His everlasting wise dial.
Speak! Coconut Speak!
However, as green as you’ve dreamed to be
Let others come to thee daily for a cup of tea
Heated in the oven of striking cutlasses without a plea
For which many will buy at any fee.
Speak! Coconut Speak!
This carrier, on which thou art seated,
As wretched as a dungeon, wrecks tainted
Galleries surrounding earth’s predominated
Memories shared on platforms fermented.
Speak! Coconut Speak!
And as the hairs of thy skin fall to the ground,
Nourishing the face that forever will gaze at the cloud,
Smiles of rivers declare they have found
New wines in thy bosom’s resound.
Speak! Coconut Speak!
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