He turns the pages of the scriptures.
And glances over the congregation.
And tossed out this question.

How caring are you?
They stared at him.
He/She stared at them.

Then he tossed another question.

How loving are you?
He/She stared at them.
They stared at him.

He/She stated only you can answer that question.
Cause only you know your heart and the answer.

Then he started sermonizing about a woman of importance.

She gave a penny.
Simply, a penny that left a remarkable impact.
Cause that was all she had to offer.
But wished she could have given more.

He paused.
He/She stared.

Then the preacher preached once more.

A person was passed by-by many.
Not one stopped to assist that poor soul.
But the one, who saw a cry for help?

So, I ask you?
Are you a Good Samaritan?

Again, I ask you?
How caring are you?

This person stopped to help a unknown.
Stayed with the unknown, as medical attention was given.
Pay for his care.
And didn't request much more.

So, how loving are you?

What I'm saying?
There's a moral to these two stories that shows our character.
Which is this.
We can give of ourselves.
Whether you're rich or poor.
It's isn't always about wealth.

But about being.
Being the person you know you are in your heart.

God gives unselfishly.
And only commanded for us to do two important things.

Love him with our heart, soul and mind.
And love our neighbors.

Dis is one dream that won’t be pleasant
I’m the master, you the peasant
Broken Ankles and Totaled Cars
Really!? More like Strange Dreams from weird bars
Guess it can’t be, Queens too young
In a club, hands w’d get tied, like your tongue
More like a wanna be princess, than a true Queen
You got weak poems like Death by Dopamine
Mo like, Death by Dope Poet, me!
Ya best run back to the Prayer Closest gurll
Time for a Waking up, I’m da King of the world
There are two things you can take
That your Unabridged Loc Bat and your Mistake
Show some Self-Control SISS
Gonna get your ******* in a great big twist
Your right about one thing, it’s My Fault
That you’re stumblin’ in the hundred, an I’m winin the vault
BOO HOO! Handle With Care
My rhymes nock your teeth out and pull your hair         (Not me, rhymes. No violence towards women!)
I Release my poems, to be a my ****
You’ll be reciting’ Memories of You, like a drug
You asked the question, What I May Lose
It aint up to you B, it’s for me to choose
You were So Close, you could almost taste it
In stepped the King, now your poems aint worth sh…..

Yo Yo! Listen up all you shawtys
Ya steppin’ to the Kng, you must b chugging foties
Take a herd of ya’ll to get in my face
Talken to you, Somethin’ and Madison Grace
This is the toughest challenge you’ll ever face
Betta  get fifty of ya all pseudo poets
Cuz you’re the what?
And I’m the KNOW IT!!!!!!!

I imagine that in another time
You and I said what we meant
Instead of dancing around the feelings
We both possessed

And then we held each other
Knowing how right the wrong could be
Enjoying the cover of the night
And let the morning be

And in this world
Our love is so strong
It outlasts the most wicked storm
And brings a sense of calm

And it makes me happy to think
Two people like you and me
From another place and time
Well, they chose differently

Our eyes are evidence of things noticable to us.
We becomr the spotlight to other wild side.
They are our camera gathering things, as they comes.

Similar to a microscope highlighting object closer to us.

We must ask ourselves?
Why are we afraid of being followed?
To some, it's because of the creeping and the sneaking.
Notice, how quick cheaters apologize.
When they are caught.

The camera catches things we shouldn't do.
Similar to a recording tape recording your abuse upon others.
There's no denying truth, when it placed before you.

Action!
Lights!
Camera!
Will you be caught.
Remember, the eyes only see, what you expose?
Life's evidence for us all.

I watch the sky,
It fades to black,
Tho I wonder why,
Will I see more than your back?

I see your face,
It makes me smile,
Lose time and space,
Is life worth my while?

I see the pale sky above,
All my feelings were true,
Truly, what I felt was love,
Will my world end with you?

I count the days I won't sleep the night,
Day after day I lay in my bed,
I give up on you I won't fight,
Where I lay they will find me dead.

Introspection,
Moments lost,
Or so I think,
Retrospection,
Involved thought.