If Life Were a Box of Chocolates?
If life were really a box of chocolates how would that work out?
Would we be individual chocolates except we can scream and shout?
Would our different fillings explain the type of people we are?
Since some are nuts, some are rich and some we don't know what they are?
Would the type of chocolate we are affect the colour of our skin?
There'd be more blacks and brown, then people of white or yellow kin.
And would we die once we were eaten, or face another fate?
Would it matter if we were taken and placed upon a plate?
There is one thing for certain that we can rely upon.
It's that if God gets really hungry we will certainly be gone.
