Milk become cereals
Pap become three square meals
From house food to bukka
So does soda become Vodka
Amusement park? That’s where we flex,
Then kisses turn into sex
Dads’ shoulders used to be Mount Everest
We had all shades of fun, we would never rest
Who liked siesta? Zero
Mum was my super hero
Race issues had to do with speed
Mr. Biggs was Heaven indeed
War was with wooden fake guns
Who knew puff puff weren’t buns?
Mum picked up the report card, dad paid the fees
Pain was when you skinned your knees
Good byes only meant until tomorrow
Before the sperm, tears, blood and sorrow
Growing up came all of a sudden
We all are weaved through this burden