The science of celibacy, is quite simple,
each of us delicacies, so wait before you sprinkle...
One BIG chase, over one little bang,
vampire behaviour, only missing the fangs.
The desire for someone elses flesh,
when we aint even felt ourselves in the fresh.
As if life is a race, into a pair of knickers,
it's like we can't face life, & can't reach death quicker.
Yet the earlier we sexually mature,
the quicker our brain shrinks, and that's for sure.
Sex steroids inhibit our brain and our thymus,
and so we exhibit, fallen self, not our finest.
And i don't suppose, if anyone out there noticed,
SEX MAKES BABIES, if we don't know that, we're hopeless.
So from the children, more children are created,
as they attempt to reclaim, their youth belated.
Attempting to heal, our childhood wrongs,
by having children, is so very wrong.
When a species is dying, it goes into seed,
in a desperate attempt, to pass on its genes.
The reality is, before you, before me,
that we only exist, cause our parents got horny.
Here is one more important lesson,
what you put in your mouth, should always be questioned.
Food like biscuits, cakes so sticky,
the more toxic variety, will do the job quickly.
It will send you into reproductive mode,
like factory chickens we want to spunk our load.
Nobody told us, this condition's an illness,
yet Secretly we're yearning, for some simple stillness.
Yet instead we are prisoner, to this genial itch,
think it's our free will, truth is, life is a bitch.
Yet from birth to death, every moment is tantra,
patience is a virtue, should be our mantra.
So make love like a shaman, commence by breathing,
bless the earth that we lay on, and recall we're still teething.
Love yourself tenderly, down to the basics,
build up the energy, there's no need to fake it.
Allow yourself, to blossom, to flower,
or else it may be, the terminal hour.
It's not like we shouldn't make love altogether,
more like we should know, that we each have forever!
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