Sometimes, we laugh.
Sometimes, we wonder and ponder.
Yes, sometimes by things people say.

Yes, the wicked one of hell.
Get more recognition do tell.
You cheat and get caught.

The Devil did it.
He pushed me into havoc.
You steal or embezzle from your employer.
The Devil did it.
Yes, the wicked one from hell pushed you into that mess.

Yes, leave it to the ministry.
Who?
We should level blame upon
Sure, this manipulation comes with charm.
Sure, he the master of various harms.

But at the end of the day.
We must confess up and take the blame.
Even by saying the Devil did it.

When all he did was sit and watched?
We ALL have a wicked amongst us.

What if?
Love didn't exist.
I guarantee us two would create it.

Our energy just that strong to start it.
Like a match that create a flame of fire.
Just being with one another create desires.

What if?
Hate tried to destroy us.
Similar to people so jealous of us.

Deep within us is the power to override it.
Push it aside like it can't affect us.
We on this pleasure mission to find nothing but love.

So, all the what if?
In this fantastic world know to avoid us.
All because they not ready to face this trouble.

Because of love is so powerful.

Your eyes told me.
Told me things on your mind.
Your voice tells me.
All the things you want to do.
Your hands touches do it too.

Watch what you requesting?
You are asking for something that's too much for you.

I am like you.
I love challenges.
Especially in the field of romance.

Just watch what you requesting?
I just might impress you.

I see you.
I see you grow with manners and respect.
Avoided, all the trouble others seem to find

I can honest say this.
I am proud of my son.
Oh, you have your moments.
Then at that age I did too.

But you everything I enjoy.
Everything I enjoy just seeing you grow.
Yes, my son, I love you so.

You this youthful young adult.
Talented in various ways.
And I have sworn to you.
To protect you in every way.

With love, I honest write this poem.

From bad to good.
You changed me from what I use to be.
Yes, you did.
Yes, you did.

There was a time I didn't care.
One of the best user and manipulator everywhere.
Then I met you.
Yes, I did.
Yes, I did.

Sure, it didn't happen overnight.
It took a while to adjust and adapt.

I just know, you changed me.
In so, so many ways.
Yes, I Am not what I use to be in anyway.

Because you changed me.
Yes, you change me.
Yes, you did.
And I say thank you-thank you.

I was headed down a path no one should ever go.

What upset you?
Is it love?

Love between a black and white.
Is it love of some type you don't like?

Really, what upset you?
Bre honest, be true.

Is it because someone had a *** change?
And what?
Does that have to do with you anyway?

Avoid using scriptures like ministers and people tends to do.
But avoid the total mess, within the testaments.
And we aware folks loves giving comments' but hates to be challenged.

Again, I ask you?
What upset you?

Having a minority in power over you.
Yes, this ticks many whites more than others.
If they do?
Eventually, they will get exposed with their racist's views.

Think, write it down, what upset you?
In all of us there is something that do it?

Is it road rage?
Where you surrounded by various elements?
A second from being ticked off like a bomb about to explode.

Is it political?
Where the biggest liars aware of what to say to appeal to you?
If you holding onto and outdated perspective?
Your opinion won't be affected.

We see this with those crying being a loyal voter to any party.
Think change, nothing the same since our youth.

Somewhere, within all of us exist hatred.
So, what upset you?
Don't say nothing because something does.

A crying child.
A bully.
Someone hurting a child.
An abusive fool and they within both genders.

A corrupt cop that hadn't been checked until they meet the right one.

Those sultry eyes.
Those passionate lips.
Yes, I remember all of them.

Those soft hands.
Those sensual rubs.
Easily, can make someone fall in love.

But more than anything, it's knowing you.
And more than anything that's what attracted me to you.

From the moment you spoke.
And the knowledge you exposed.
How?
Could a man not love you so?

Just ask me how?