Parole?
Back into society, you are released.
A chance is given to try again.
Some strive and succeed.

Then, again?
Freedom, some just not ready for.
Because the prison path is the road they returning to.

Men, into women after serving time around men.
Would make ever effort not to return to them.

Your music changed the perspective of music society.
A revolution of days of tripping that had many holding hands.
Imagine, all the people enjoying the music you left.

Of course, you were a Beatle and not completely by yourself.
You and your cohorts reached out and sung a beautiful song called help.

Least, with you not here?
We still have yesterday to recall.

Rare, I say hardly.
There are many others with felonies charges.
Yes, many black males not making their names, within the system.

Oh, not no business executive.
But, one hard dependable worker.
Yes, one of many black males.

Not that, any of us are better than those that travel through the system constantly.
We had a goal to accomplish and one being avoiding prison.

It's easy to join and easier to avoid.
But hard to get out even if you're innocent.
So I walk with pride and highly so.

One black male, or one of many not out seeking trouble.

A bigot sees color.
But truly the wrong ones.

Electric bills take money.
Water services take money.
Rent takes money.

Even, if paying taxes for a property takes money.

But a bigot sees all the wrong colors.

Then, in truth, they concern, with their friends' opinions.
Some, simply can't handle the pressure of being an individual.

Who remembers that thick black skillet?
Almost worse than a hammer.
Heavy duty but reliable.

Unlike, these pots and pans that burn easier today.
That black skillet stood out in various ways.

Everybody, but you.
We sit, we listen, and we judge.
Yes, we do.
I'm only telling the truth.

The leader of the flock gives their opinion on political this and that.
Yes, they crying loudly under the attack.

But hide behind those infamous words?
You should never put your mouth upon leaders of the church.

But just because they speak?
That doesn't mean, we all agree.
Sure, some nod their heads.

But it doesn't mean, they are on board.

We listen.
We sit.
We judge.
Except, we are aware of those famous words judge not if you can't be judged.

The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice.
Well, what about the cherry?
Not everybody t like strawberry.

Some, like blueberry for their meals.
Some like various fruits to seal the deal.
So personal choice depends on the source.

Love, we see it.
We, who seeks it?
Would like to enjoy it.

But, are you qualified?
Love takes effort to make it a purpose.
So, are you qualified to be in love?

We know folks on the job not qualified for that position.
More likely got it through a close connection.

Then, there you skilled with love thrills.
Only seeking something or someone real.

But the question remains?
Are you qualified?

You, ask, who I love?
I say you.
Very proud too.

You, ask to state the truth.
I say you.
Very proud too.

The beam of love still shines within my eyes.
And not once will I ever apologize.

Oh, you said I should leave you because of your sickness.
But our vows said for better or worse.
I'm forever your glue.
Besides, I'm stuck on you.

Don't use the movies to try to make yourself, the perfect man?
Eventually, you come to the realization, they only playing apart.

And in facts and truth, even your perfect man will have faults.

Too many of you want a Gere or Denzel type.
Like, you comprehend everything nice about their lives.

A perfect man falls under the word image.
Then don't most of us?
Presenting a pretense to those, we are trying to win to love.

You build me up and made me stronger.
Stood by me through various trouble.
So no, I'm not leaving you for another.
That's for fools

What ring?
Did Adam give Eve?
Or is it just imaginary conceived?

No, don't take this as blasphemy?
Because we hear how many preach about that ring?

You first?
I'm second.
And together we have said I do.

I hope I don't regret marrying you.
Let the love begin.

There is a game that takes two.
I wanna play this game with you.

It can keep you warm and it can create various friction.
I wanna play this game with you.

Like, many adults do.

It can be played during the day.
It can be p[laid better at night.
And it truly doesn't need any lights.

There is this game that takes two.
But others can be added to the mix.
But in my case, I don't want this.

I just wanna play this game with you.

A little touch and go.
To make our feelings shown.

A few kisses here.
And plenty of hugs while near.
I just wanna play this game with you.

How?
Does a poem offend?
When they simply written words?

Maybe the message hit home.
Made you face things done wrong?
Or you didn't do right?

In life, there are two sides to a tale.
So if written words offended you?
Then sensitive you must be.

Hell, is a reality.
Even if in this modern times you only hear about prosperity?

Allegations and accusations, flying through the air.
And it always seems to fall upon a man.
Whether a high playing executive or an entertainer or athlete.

And most likely, those famous words appear.
And it's gonna fall upon men.
A mistress isn't made to be one.
It's a choice.

And most likely money accomplished this.
Bills got paid, many ladies in the shadows forget this.

Actresses accuse too.
And edit down the charms flirtation, they applied to get the part.
No one makes you get up on the casting couch for a part.
Sure, maybe an offer was supplied.
But any wise adult operates on a common-sense mind.

Women, in scriptures, created their own mess too.
One gave her man permission to step out freely.
Oh, by the way, her name was Sarah and we know of her regrets.

Another was simply manipulated by the serpent.
But in this world of two genders and one gets caught up more.
It's the man's fault.

And many are the blame.
But in the world of adulthood, it takes two to play the game.
But when trouble is exposed just one gets the majority of the blame.

She can't take my heart.
It belongs to you.
You think I see you as a fool.

But think?
And look deep within.
See the things I do for us two.

So she can't take my heart.
It is reserved for you.
I think you think I am a fool too.

But try to recall?
How I protect us two?

The revelation lies in honesty and truth.
And it those two I'm trying to leave within you.

See me.
See my love.
Accept that you always be number one.

Love takes great participation to be a great sensation to share.
To share.
To share, you know how much I care.

Love is one fantastic creation shared through various nations.
With tender care.
Yes, tender care.
Made to keep many together.

And without love.
We have an empty feeling(empty feeling).
Yes, without love.
We are seeking attention.

So love takes great participation to be a great sensation to share.
To share.
You're aware of how much I care.

But without love.
We be having an empty feeling.

Loving
Enduring
Intriguing
This journey, we are about to go through.

Let me take you into the love zone.
Let me hear you sigh and even moan.
As the music in the background continues on.

Lost in the moment, we will be on.
With none of our phones turned on.

So let me take you into the love zone?
Let me feel the joy we both are on.

In the love zone.
Yes, in the love.
As the music plays on.

Copyrighted by Conyers

The question seems to be, Am I right for you?
I hear the rumors, baby.
Am I right for you?

I'm not abusive.
Or even cruel?
I see the off-handed looks when I am with you?

So Am I right for you?
The question seems to be.
Am I right for you?
Only you can tell me, lady.

Some think those church types are the right type.
But many of them are out doing all types of sin through the night.

Some under this pretense that those with.
Are better than us without.
But it is just not true.

Yes, it is just not true.

Still, I wonder?
Am I right for you?

Worry not, about my love for you.
You a part of my heart and soul to the end.
And more than anything, you are my very best friend.

Worry not, If I love you so?
I adapted to loving you more and more.
More than ever before.

Worry not, If you still desired by me?
Just look in my eyes and it tells you everything you need.
Because loving you isn't a hidden mystery.

Why are you always smiling?
Why not?
Why be sad if still breathing this free air?

Why are you happy?
Why not be?
This world is filled with many sad people.

I chose not to be.
My life has been pure joy to me.

Why?
Do others see gloom?
Similar to many complaints about the rain.

Eventually, gloom and storm fade.
And sadness will turn into a smile.

So this is why?
You always see me, with a smile.

Men, with many?
What?
Are you bragging about?

Really, what?

Good chance your kid or kids was is with the mother.
When you were out creating another?

And here you proclaiming to be a great dad.

And I will admit, there a few with various kids by many lovers

Now, put the shoe on the other foot?
Some men just couldn't do it.

With all kids within your grasp.
And you must get them to various places.
Getting them to school, to the doctors.

While your former lover/wife/spouse is free to roam.
And you with all the responsibilities of raising them.

So respect that woman.
The one many clowns call baby mama.
When in truth?
'She should be call the mother of your child.

So what?
Are you bragging about?

You be the cloud.
I  be the rain.
You be the hurt.
I  be the pain.

And together, we are so much more.

You be the strength.
I be that too.
We together will find comfort to share.

And spread our love everywhere.

Yes, everywhere.
Yes, everywhere.
We will share our love.

Yes, everywhere.
Yes, everywhere.
We share our love.

You want to read me.
Know all about me.
Like my smile look me in the face and see the eyes to my soul.

Upfront, direct and real, my eyes have a lot to reveal.

If in the mood?
Read my eyes.
Read my smile.
And if still confused?
Then you can't read the eyes to my soul.

There is no pretense to be seen.
I'm all about reality.

Crime in my heart.
Cause I've b been robbed.

Robbed of an emotion that once was yours.
Now, here you are walking out the door.

And none of our friends.
And they all have advice and opinion.

But what they don't see?
Is your love hurting me?

And I'm serving time.

Remember this?
All about me, baby.
Remember this?
All about me, lady?

When you're sitting alone?
And thinking solely about me, love.
Remember , the laughter we shared?
Whenever er we were together.

There were sunny days.
Then there were many cold ones.
That I was that shoulder you could always rely on.

Remember that.
Whenever I am mention before someone?

You got the power and the racism.
We got the strength and the courage.

You got the intimidation factor.
We got the standup to cowards mentality.

So once that was?
Isn't now.
The ones you try to intimidate aren't backing down.

They got the power and strength to turn your hatred around.
Pay attention to those thinking they are better?
Because you will find it just isn't true.

Don't let their mindest fool you.

In church, that house of salvation.
Makes, you wonder?
Who's the devil?

We hear talk about the demons.
Words on the sinners.
But who's the devil?

Obviously, some leading the flock seems more lost than saved.

You committed the crime.
From behind cell doors walls, you cry and complain.
Now, you trying to fight for your freedom.

Which you obviously had before your criminal behavior got in the way.

What?
To join a gang you must commit a crime?
Are they hiring your lawyers?
And if parents are these fools taking care of your son or daughter.

What about the victims?
The one you *****, robbed, ******, or stole money from.

You committed a crime.
And upset that justice came to you.
Now, you're fighting for your freedom and upset.


All because justice was served.

Now, to the innocent sitting behind the walls.
Your plight lies solely on the prosecuting attorney trying to make a name.

In later cases, we see them become governors, mayors, and blackout knowledge-wise.
When told of their injustice?

But for the guilty accept your time.
Not one, was you trying to use your mind.

I'm the sweetest person ever known.
Well, Jesus says that every day.
So be what you say?
And not guided by pretense.

I'm somebody folks should know.
Well folks say that too.

I am, what he wants to be?
It's not about wealth.
It can be achieved through determination.

But I see all his jealousy and truly believe.
I am, what he wants to be?

Women and clowns, they can easily be found.
Then when exposed?
You realize she was the fool too?
Thinking in haste that a clown, without a job, won't continue to use you.

Similar, to men with a lover that's a trick.
She becomes one of the greatest magicians.
When he comes to reality and sees her love for him was built solely around his fantasy.

Changes, they essential to life.
The world has been changing since Genesis.

Growth, it's part of life.
Some accept it.
Others deny it.

But, in the end, we all see a difference.

Does anyone see good?
Everyone sees bad until it's them.
Then they seeking  sympathy that they have never shown you

Hey!
Love touched your heart.
Heal all those wounds that were within you.

Yes, love touched your heart.
Made you see stars where darkness used to be?
Now, here you are before me.

Love made you smile.
Made you see things that were blinded by hurt inside.

Yeah, love touched your soul making you realize you are nothing but gold for others to see.
Now, here you are before me.

Love touched your heart.
No need to apologize because you are now happy inside.

Yes, love touched your heart.
Yes, love touched your heart
It's beating more than it has before.

Love touched your heart.
Now, here you are before me.
Radiating like a diamond.

Really.
I love you.
Reall, I do.
So why are you questioning it?

Act accordingly, we hear in church.
But kids will be kids, especially during a long, long service.
Adults, do too.

Some, say the church is just about money.
Then that's no totally true.
Although, some loves to request extra loot.

And love to preach a certain scripture too.

Would a man rob God?
Well, they probably would rob us.
Words, states let God handle your enemies.

Act accordingly, is great to say.
But in truth, we act in the church around those we despise.
I guess the church is all about wearing our disguises.
To act accordingly.

Until love is gone.
You're gonna be loved.
To the point, you will enjoy my warm embraces.

Happiness will constantly be shown upon our faces.
That, yes, friends will eventually be jealous.
But when asked why you're smiling?
They will be able to trace it.

So until you are gone.
You're gonna be loved.
Maybe, some famous or unknown author will write about us.

And even that, if made into a movie will never be able to capture us.

You're my high, to which there is no cure.
Narcan, can't wake me.
An earthquake, can't shake me.

You're my high, even when drama comes?
Just being near you makes me numb.
In my life, you're forever number one.

Why is it?
When sick?
People, so kind and polite?
Why is it?

Especially, when you're a child and unselfish love e flow freely?
Cake, ice cream, snacks you can't get healthy is freely given.

Why is it?

Especially, when you're an adult?
And your significant one loves to tempt, tease on what you're missing out on?

Why is it?

I gave you love.
More than anyone I ever loved.

And you misused it and abused it.
And, now willingly admit it.
While requesting one more chance.

You must think I have fool written on my forehead.

Others, say take one more chance.
You might have realized I gave you true romance.

But I remember the hurt more than anything.
Friends, don't ever want to address that type of pain.

Wisdom comes in various ways.
And mine is operating totally on going forth without you.
Just remember, you made your choice.

Labor Day?
Really?
We labor some works every day.
So why have off on Labor Day?

What?
We seriously need in this hectic world, is a love holiday.
We are very aware hate keeps getting in the way.

A day, where love is simply shown?
We notice around Thanksgiving and Christmas?
How kindness of self is shown?

So we need a loved holiday.
If truly bring a change?

Once fired, no rehired.
I refuse to be your return to comfort.
After the one, you chased dumped you.

Your benefit has been redeemed.
You're no longer a part of this forever-together train.

And to think, you were the first thing daily upon my brain.
But unlike those songs of hurtful men walking in the rain to cover their hurt and sadness.

I just tell you, once fired, there's no rehire.

Just me, alone.
Will make you smile.
Make you happy, even if I'm the one that created the sadness.

Just me and no one else?
Can get you to smile?
When you're not at your best?
That's a part of my humorous self.

Just me and only me.
Understand your ways and there are many.
But they don't affect me that way.

Because it was you that show me ways to pray.

Just us
Just us and our dreams
Just us
Just us, one great team

And no one can come between us.
Or throw so many obstacles.
We are unbreakable.
Truly unshakable.

And we know ow this because it's just us.
Yes, just us and our dreams.

And one of these days they are reality.

But for now, it's just us, just us and our dreams.

Where?
Is the perfect man?
He doesn't exist in the scriptures.

Well, he does.
But this isn't about him but things women say.
So where is the perfect man?

There are some good ones but even they are far from perfect and that goes for many dads.

We all far short and that has been from the grace of God and many women love to state they seeking a man that follows after God's heart.

And soon as mistakes are made.
They are shocked, hurt, and disgusted by that perfect man simply being human.

You cheat.
Instantly, they blame it on the drinking and not the plotting.

We hear this excuse a lot.
But the memories created aren't forgotten.

You **** someone driving.
Instantly, it's blamed upon the drinking.

Not the carelessness of being an adult.

In truth, it's not the bar or bartender's fault.