If I lost?
All the possession that holds any value.
I know I still have you.
My greatest gift to enjoy.

Unlike others that bail during rough times.
I am aware you will still be in this life of mine.
My greatest gift to enjoy, yes to ever love.

Material things to you doesn't mean anything.
I have seen it with my eyes and know it within my mind.

While others cherish it and highly embrace it.
This I don't see within you.
So, If I lost all worldly things?
I know I still have you.
My greatest gift.

The best present within my life.
The true love of my life.
Yes, my greatest gift.
Yes, my greatest present.

You don't need to be wrapped up.
Then unwrapped to be seen.

That one soul.
That one person that have your back.
When family will let you down.

Might be that teacher.
Might be your preacher.
Might be that friend you have known through thick and thin.

When you glance around?
And realize those bloodlines are fair-weather types.
You see before you those you grow to love or like.

That one soul.
That one friend yes might be more.
But you come to respect and adore their support.

And that tear or more that rises in your eyes.
It's that one soul that advises you that you entitle to cry.

Duh, you ask me.
I told you, duh.
What else you expect?

You already knew what needed?
Sometimes, you make me think you going crazy.
And mostly, you hear duh.

But sometimes that duh requires a fist sandwich to hear, why?
Then think before acting out because that's a violent crime.

One, fell in love.
One cared more.
One went the distance to show it.
One never tried to avoid it.

One was the face of love.
Showing kindness and affection.
A true realistic connection.

One protects it furiously.
One held love to the highest degree.
A great representative.
Because one comprehended what it meant.

One fought to promote it.
One spoke highly of it.
Then one simply gave up on it.

Judges, you at fault.
Parents, at your feet lies the most blame.
And within the community the same.

This isn't about race although some fits the narrative more.

And folks can cry and shout about prison reform.
But if your child constantly visiting the cells?
Then you must withdraw and let him/her face prison hell.

Gangs, should we level various blames.
But to join one means you're a little insane.
And if you know of your child wicked ways of behavior?

And not reporting them you fit the word of being an enabler to them.
Church lost on saving the community because they are seeking tithes and offerings the most.

Tough love center around strength and that means quit being their comfort zone.
And address them and their wrongs.

Judges, once convicted of a crime.
Quit releasing them back into society and seriously punish them.
They made the decision to commit, ****, robbery and hosts of various crimes

When locked down?
And that parent dies and in certain cases they can't attend the funeral.
Just maybe they wise up.
And women quick sitting by silently.
Level your regulation upon them.

Either change or the highway.
Nothing great being known as a criminal.

He doesn't work.
Not ever trying.
But your type.
Makes you wonder.

He has multi-kids' mothers.
And not making an effort to care for them.
But your type.
Makes you ponder.

His only main home seems to be with his mother.
But then she herself has picked many, many losers.
Some would call him a user.

Oh, he has good looks and use it accordingly.
While she works, he out manipulating.
But he is many lady types.

Except, it's a mystery to a working man.
That he even appealing to them.
Then he is not their type.
Because he doesn't have all day to be with them.