I heard about you.
Even heard you spoke highly of by others.
So I'm taking it upon myself to figure you out.

Hey Love!
Describe you.
Just what's so special about you?

Some say, you're strong.
Some say, you're affectionate.
Some say, symbolic.
Others states, you are trouble.

Hey love!
Describe you.
Just what stands out about you for me to commit?

Some say, you're appealing.
Some say, you're revealing.
Some say, you're attractive.
Others states, you're engaging.

Hey love!
Describe you.

Are you still that emotion that works upon us daily?

Let me see, last I checked.
Many white supremacist wouldn't qualify for the ******'s regime.
Whether they with the Klans, Aryan Nation or whatever?

Saying, you protect the white race doesn't measure up to what the boys of ****** was seeking.

Last I checked, many questioned his heritage too.

So it  strange that the race that cries more about citizenship of others.
Gets blamed for all the world's troubles.
Well, last I checked.

In westerns movies, a Indian always states "white man rules" never was meant to be honored.
And history has pointed out that exact truth.
When they creates rules to limit this or that and doesn't accept blame for some of the world's mess.

This again, this is just an opinion.
Last I checked.

Money determine many people success.
Except I wealthy enough without it.
My success lies within your love.

A mansion I might not have.
Or servants at my beckon call.
But I do have you.
I'm wealthy enough to earn your love.

In truth.
I have prospered with you by my side.
I have an abundance of riches, I can't even mention.
You're my substance.
You're my love.
And I'm wealthy enough having you to love.

Our love has a value.
That only we understand.
An affluence that others wants to explore.

So  money I might not have.
I can say this about us.
I'm wealthy enough just having your love.

Its true, you made a mistake.
You went with the one with good looks.
Except, he's abusive.
And to save face you stsayed with him.
Simply out of shame.

Why?
I'll never know when he calling you names.

But if you ever need a place to stay.
My door is always open.
You deserve better.

In my heart you'll be forever.

An insecure man is a jealous man.
Who dictates rules according to his plans?

Yes, it's true.
You made a mistake.
I would advise you to leave him.
Before it's too late.

It's not that you're a fool.
As much as you was in love.
But you found out good looks just isn't enough.

Know this, and believe it too.
My door is always open.
When it comes to you.

Peyton, not the type.
Brady, is not the type.
Michael Jordan, never been the one.
So you must admire Colin Kaepernick protesting.
We knew when he chose to do this.

He would be the team backup.

As much as many states they marched with King , the truth stands many rose to do anything.

Similar to many ministers now.
Many has no back bone to represent anyone.
And these the ones saying be like Jesus without comprehending his stand.

Aaron Rodgers, wouldn't.
Stephen Curry, well hard to say.
This also goes for Lebron James.

People called "brand" don't like to tarnish their image.

And these guys mention are millionaires.
So for a players of Colin's stature to create a conversation.
He must be saluted.

Notice, it's the youth group of players starting this revolution.
Then, if you remember the sixties protesters and hippies they also was the young ones.

Those in power had to face the rage of a changing nation.

Why hold on?
To someone that don't love you no more.
Don't let your religion dictate your rules.
And we know.
Many loves to do that too.

Why look foolish?
To those that knows you deserve better.
Holding on to anyone that seeks another.
Means if pushed.
You be willing to be a part-time lover.
Things happens.

It's life.
We must accept and adapt to consequences before us..
Stay strong.
Stay positive.
That something better will come along.
Only if they see past hurt has gone.

If misery loves company.
Then it knows your address.
Just confess things happens.
And let the fool move on.

Sweet strings of a violin.
Only support my claims.
That your sweet tone voice.
Rings out like those strings.
When you profess you love me.

This news.
Is music to my ears.
Words of affection that gets the best of me.

It's a sad, sad, sad world.
When people rather **** than love.
It's a sad, sad world.
When love is mistreated when offered.

It's a sad, sad world.
That some chose to hurt a child.
Abuse them, manipulate them for all various reasons.

A innocent one that only chose to be love.
Get hurt because of certain parents odd philosophy in life.

It's a sad, sad world.
That given the chance for freedom in society.
That a prison chose to return to the system.
Avoid love when on probation.

It's a sad, sad world that elderly are abuse.
Sometimes, we must face the truth that these words are true.
Even their own children's are cruel.

It's a sad, sad world that racists hold minds of hate.
Without valid reasons but misguided views about things.
Then we see hate in scriptures that ministers preaches from.

Sometimes WORDS goes numb.

Leslie Gore, sung you don't own me in the sixties.
But the words contains a powerful message.
Dionne Warwrick, stated don't make me over.
And the message is just as strong with truth.

We, are who we are?
And lovers, friends knows our imperfection.
But when you enters into a romantic affair.
We find them trying to mold us to suit them.
We might change a little.
We might change a lot.

Except always watch what you ask for?
We know why we selected them to be the one we love?

I'm bewitched by you completely.
I'm bother by you, except in a good way.
More than anything.
I'm loved by you every single day.

There's this fascination I have with you.
Which I'm not afraid to say.
Your good habits has affected me.
Changed me from the ways I use to be.
To the person I'm am today.

You're worth noticing.
You are.
You are.
You're worth knowing.
You are.
You are.

You're like a gem so rare.
One handle with care.
A diamond that shines brighter than a dime.
There's no cost placed on you.
A lovely jewel.

You just worth noticing.
You are.
Truly you are.
You worth knowing.
It's true.
It's true.
There's nothing fake about you.
Everything is real.
And having you in my life.
Is better than the art thieves steals.

You worth loving.
You are.
You are.
Truly you are.

I loved you.
And so did him,him and him.
I didn't judge you.
Because I really did love you.
While they just wanted the physical goods from you

I loved you.
Still do to this day.
I didn't judge you.
Cause you never judged me.

You was everything I wanted or ever needed.

You left me.
And loved him, him and him.
Now look at you now.
They are nowhere around.
But I'm still here.

Just remember, I loved you.
And I would take you back now.
Cause I didn't judge you.
Even when you let me down.

Go on.
Go ahead and make your mama proud.

The lady that go the distance for you.
Who stands firm when protecting you.

Go ahead.
Go on and make mama proud.

To see her light up.
When happiness is upon your face.
To see her take pride in you accomplishing many things.

Be proud.
Be happy in knowing you're making mama proud.

Listen, this isn't a kick against dad.
Just we honoring the one woman that loves you more.

Sure, she has her moods.
Some brought on by the action of us.
But through it all she stays there in the mist of your aura.
Supporting and guiding you to higher heights for tomorrow.

So speak up.
Speak out that you adore making mama proud.
She keeps you grounded.
When she directs you to take the trash out.
Which you know is still making mama proud.

You chase and chase.
Unttil you find yourself second choice.
When there's no need to be.

You holds the key to in their life.
Where you wants to be?

When you were available to be number one.
They didn't see you there.
Only when the one they wanted didn't care.
Then they wanted you near.
Talking about the things you could share.
Which means you were second choice.

On, who they wanted to love.

Think hard.
Think good.
Will that make you happy?
Being a second choice lover.

Mama tried
To raise is
Mama tried
Very aware that she loves us

Mama tried
To guide us
Mama tried
And in many cases protect us

Mama tried
Yes, mama tried

If there's a frown upon your mother's face?
Just look within the mirror where your answer be.

Mama tried
To teach us
Mama tried
To reach us

Mama tried
Yes, mama tried

If there was anyone in our corner?
Even through thick and thin, it was mama.

When mama is gone?
We will reflect back?
And say, mama tried.

If I have not giving you enough love.
Then I pledge more.
You're so wonderful.

If I hadn't hug you enough.
Then I pledge more hugs.
You're so wonderful

If I han't giving you enough kisses.
Then I pledge to you more kisses.
There cn never be enough.

There are no limitations that I won't do for you.
Ask.
Request and witness the things I will do
You're so wonderful.
And myself is so grateful.

Over time we learn to forgive.
Except a few forever hold on to a grudged.
Why feel sorrow?
When they gone.
You personally stopped yourself from getting along.

It just takes one to offer forgiveness.
Just like life takes one to live.
A hurt lover gives you a kiss.
Instantly people starts to question's it.

Some of us works in a forgiving mood.
While others simpy refuse too.
We hear when people gone.
There hurtful foes states rather false or true.

I wish I had..
I should have..
But in all honesty.
They wanted to hold on to that grudge.
Remember forgettin' is hard.
But forgivin' is easy.

It just guilt caught up with them.
When your enemies wants to forgive.
Truth stands firm.
Memories hard to release.
When you controls so much hurt.

If you seeking simplicity.
Then place me upon your list of choice.
If you seeking diamonds, pearl and a wealthy world.
Then I'm not yours.

But in time, if I win your heart.
I'll give you a world.
Where you have no regrets?
Only, if you seeking simplicity.

If you wondering about your friends views.
And that's the only reason you're dating too.
Then I'm not your choice.

The many that chases after a wealthy world.
I have found later seeking a divorce.
Sure, they come away rich.
Many are alone.

But If I win your affection.
You'll find that we'll have a forever connection.
Where you have no regrets?
Or forgot the things I've done.

You'll feel comfortable being number one.
Only, if  you're seeking simplicity.

Keep it simple.
Keep it real.
Love will always stays between us.

We had our Jesse Helm.
We had our George Wallace.
We even have a Clive Bundy.
Who reminds you of Bull Connor?

They speak.
And a few supporters support them.
And their off center views.

But they always fail to comprehend truth.

Who profited the most off of slavery?
Who gained the most off of segregation?
Who reflect back to the days of their youth?
When they wasn't treated harshly or cruel.

But during the days of segregation came across as fools.

Now that time is changing.
And many can't adapt.
They hold on too their racist ways.
Even support from kiss up politicians of today.
Who agree one minute?
Then back off the next.
When heat comes upon them from the news.

Yes, who profited the most?
Oh, they cry about Affirmative action.
Which wouldn't have been created.
If they only been fair.

Many minorities remember the hurtful scares that still there.

Many youth today support their elders hating upon them.
For the turning on of the fire hydrants.
And bombing churches.
Yes, churches of all place.

And the courts afraid to punish them.
Yes, who profited the most from segregation?

Who ran to far region of the city?
And fighting to change things back to those golden days.
Many minorities remember the black maid.
A role many Latinos are assigned today.

Many remember the black mothers raising the white child.

Oh, its true.
That the more things change.
The more things stays the same way.

That's one of the main reasons we still fighting bigotry today.

It's no fun.
Tellin' you I told you so.
Just to prove I  knew more.
When in truth.
I was just hopin' to be right.

We all have faced this person in life.
We make mistakes.
And error of judgment.
Just to face the advice expert with that phase.
I told you so.

But when you look directly at them.
They are the ones needing assistance.

What would life be like?
If we was completely perfect.
Just figure the pressure you would be under.
It's similar to a Queen.
Or do you know what I mean?

Just playing a part of an image.
Just to represent.
While others goes looking for evidence.
Then states.
I told you so.
Then that perfect image is gone.

It's like being a ******.
Where folks figure you're lying.
Because they rush into their first time.
Once exposed-you know what's coming?
Yes.
I told you so.

Similar to being a politician.
Once spotlighted with mistruth.
You know the tag coming toward you.

It's better being a minister.
We let the worst get off with plenty.

The governor stated he's sorry for his love tryst.
Except with him.
It seems he's bragging.
And then he spoke too much.
The public only knew about one.
Oh, that son of a gun.

He could have stated like a president did.
Which was self denial.
That he never had an affair.
Oh, that son of a gun.

Or be like Edwards and run from the truth.
Until his mistress had a child as proof.
Oh, that son of a gun.

Just another candidate out having fun.
Mmm, I think I should run.
I might not win.
But I betcha.
I have a mutiple of friends.

We expect to be surprised.
Who hadn't met a candidate's that hadn't lied.
Oh, that son of a gun.

Even with a bad back.
We know of a politician that had him a actress.
Which supposely shared with his brother too.
Oh, those son of a gun.

Just another leader trying to find a pleaser.
And they everywhere.
We all know about Tiger mutiple affairs.

Silent, when required.
Silence when needed.

Men around one another discuss events dealing with a woman.

Some men disagree with the conviction.
And all the years it took to convict if the evidence existed for decades.

We aware he attended ******* parties and why various marry men go there at the time?
Is a mystery only they can explain?
Some became mistresses and wives to movie executives and actors and athletes too.


With fame, many truly believe he didn't have to take.
Many offerings came.
These are things men's debate.

Even creating scenarios centered around the status of limitations.
About things occurred with them with violent women and mother of their child.

Should he prosecute?
Or wise up and admit it was a learning lesson for the two.

We, who had those firm disciplinary parents?
Who molded us into productive citizens?
Sure we go back to our youth and sue them for multiple whippings.

Let's remember, we in the era of the new term used in the shooting of a lot of people called "mental issues".

Hate to say it, but most black males long been told to avoid anything dealing with white women.
Oop! some just never learned this issues.

Most must recall black mothers saying them the most trouble.

Mmm Tiger.
Mmm Bill.

Get not upset any reader this is just a summary cause no man should take advantage of any form of woman.

If she ever ask you, if you love her?
Show her, yes in anyway you can.

Alert her to why she's apart of your plans.

Design it, plan it, implement it too.
Just show her(show her) she is loved.

Try to achieve all your dreams as you nominate her as your Queen.
Keep your eyes and mind focus upon her.
Cherish her more and more with love.

There's no joy in being lonely.
And some will try to sell you that it is.
Cause they can't accept how lonely being lonely is.

Just show her she is loved.
And why you see her as your temple?

That unselfish feeling given so freely.
How can you treat love so badly?
When it's offered to you so kindly.

Somethings requires certain respect.
If it isn't love.
Then what is it?

That one person different from the rest.
Who gives you their very best?
Deserves to be cherish.

So ask yourself?
How can love be treated so badly?

The reason we ask this question.
Is causing we're seeking a solution to it.
We know from personal observation.
That many people has blew it.

Simply lost a good love.
And now they knows the reason's for their brokenheart.

Hello Haters, be not envious of me.
Than its to be expected and with me accepted.
When you see me?
You see success.
Something you might not see in yourself.

Yes, hello haters.
I guess I compare you to the devil.
We know he was the biggest hater of all.
And gad the biggest fall from a greater place.

Notice, some hate for no apparent reason.
During all various seasons.

Some of us in the world seeks better.
Strive for it.
Other died for it.

Than there is you.

The copyrighted line goes be a clown be a clown and obviously we see a clown in politics.
Clown Donald J. Trump , the master of media manipulation.

Can you hate him?
Yes, by choice.
Can you love him?
Yes by choice.

The press played into his attics and played into his games.
But with skills of a magicians Trump the clown used them as a mechanical tool.

Should we blame him?
Yes, but by choice.
Can you support him?
Yes, if he's pushing issues of yours.

Give someone the stage.
Then they are required to act the part.
Similar to fake saints love for GOD.

I say I love you.
And you say it too.
I say I adore you.
And you say it too.

Am I acting a part of life.
Just to try to please you.

I'm there.
When you deeply in need.
I'm not ashame.
That you truly needs me too.

Many relationships stays together in pretense.
Some to us simple minded folks.
Makes no common sense.

Am I acting out roles that I saw before me.
Where for the sakes of others?
We simply refuses to leave.

To love someone deeply.
Takes only a caring heart of one.
Altho' two makes it more fun.

Still I feel I acting a part.
To please a certain someone.
A someone, I claim to honestly love.

Addictive.
Our friends seems to think.
When it comes to us.
Except, I'm not that addictive.
When it comes to love.

We each other sweetner.
In creating a certain joy.
After all and in truth.
Who wants to be with someone?
That you know is a bore.

If you was a drug.
I'm strong enough to walk away.
I'm not like certain folks stuck to a play station game.

Your personality.
Yes, it drew me in.
But many could apply mine to you.
Every now and again.

We addictive.
Not to the point of losin' control.
But to the point of knowiing the way to go.

You no ******.
And neither am I.
We know exactly when to say goodbye

Bad Luck.
Stay away from me.
All you do is bring to me misery,
When I think I'm one step ahead.
Wham!-I'm behind again.

I doubt a four leaf clover could bring me luck.
You don't see me winning the lottery for big bucks.
And, if I did I probably lose it all.

Because bad luck seems to be my name.
And it seems to be my claim to fame.

What must I do to find good luck?
What must I do?
What magic spell must I request for to have it?
I'm not selfish I'm willing to share it.

It seems those that don't need it.
Have ways to locate it.
But I can't catch a break.
Least, I wasn't bitten by a snake.
But then it might not be a mistake if I was.

Because the medicince to cure it would be my miracle.
Just like finding someone great to love.

You been torn down.
Mistreated and abused.
Misguided many times.
As if you didn't have a single clue.

Restoration , is what you need?
Restoration should be exactly, what you seek?

Your confidence has been shaken.
You need convincing to be awaken.
From all the drama you been through.

Believe this.
Restoration, is what you need?

I won't tear you down.
Just to bulid you up again.
I will push and motivate you.
To reach out and love again.

You should seek restoration.
You seen what it has done for torn nations.
And love is apart of that mix.
Think about it?
What hadn't love fixed?

In prisons, there are no men.
Just those manipulating the system.
You'll find many still playing the con game.

Doing activities that gotten them in the mess in the first place.
Then cry quickly when things don't move fast.
I guess they must forget exactly, where they are at?

They quote Title Six in a second.
Or request for a inmate council meeting to complain.
And it's mostly about not getting their way.

Yes, in prison there is no men.
Take away their visits.
And they cry more.
Until you remind them, what they are in prison for?


They cry one phase constantly.
I'm an inmate.
When required to inform.
I'm an inmate.
When required to conform.

If behind walls and you can't be truthful.
Then in society you'll be untruthful.
But in prison there are not any men.
Probably, a few trying to be a women.

Then again, this is just an opinion about prisoners needing to change

Many times we live in denial.
When the truth stands before our eyes.
If he.
If she.
Should leave you for another.
Or just depart for peace of mind.
You probably saw it.
You probably knew it.
You're running from personal truth.
Just admit it.
You're running from reality.

If love is what they seeking.
Then fulfill that request.
If more cuddling is what they seeking.
Then break down and go for it.

If you find more good in them.
Why waste effort of losing them?
Because eventually they will depart.

This is personal truth.
Love won't stay anywhere.
Where it is not being returned?

Many times another love is fulfilling a desire.
That you simply refused to do.
You saw the signs.
But you avoided the clues.

And now personal truth has affected you.
Just admit it.
Why deny it?
You chased a good man/woman away.

You got eye appeal.
That got of magnitism that attracts men to you.
And in this case I'm hooked.

To a man, we always get our interests distracted.
Some into shoes.
Many into cars
Placing the one they love further down the line.

You got eye appeal.
And it's a quality better than *** appeal.
Which you also have.

When you walk.
Many eyes are upon you.
That's the power you have the ability to do.

When you speak.
Instantly, folks pays close attention too.
Cause it's that eye appeal surrounding you.
Think about it.
Who wouldn't wants to be in your shoes?

Why?
Did she come to church dressed like that?
Where she think she at?
A club.

Why?
Did he show up like that?
Pants and a t-shirt.

The nerve of these people.
Yes, those church folks with their opinions.
Pushing their dress code.

Than questioning, why people don't go?
When many church attenders already know?
With only a few brave enough to speak up.

Did lost souls come to be saved?
Or judged upon their looks?
Did someone needed to hear the word?
And not those of the gossipers.

Oh, those church folks.
Will some ever grow up?

Honesty, is the best policy.
Except the truth hurts, especially if you must tell anyone they are a racist.
Watch how they gets so defensive.

The truth hurts, especially when you up front with your opinions.
Folks, loves to live in a innocent world.
But that world doesn't exist.
Truthfully, it has never existed.
We just cover it up with quietness surrounded by wrong.

Sometimes, the truth is hidden behind lies.
Which we see many in this world buys as facts.
Only to be exposed to living a shameful existence.

Because the truth hurts.
Speak it.
And watch those exposed get offended.

Oh, she a determine female.
A woman of self sufficent.
She earned it through effort and hard work.
Not like some from a divorce.

Those that depends on that lump sum a month.


Oh, she states, she doesn't need his wealth to be.
She was independent from the start.
Long before he called her his sweet heart.

She doesn't play the take care of me games.
Where men must buy her many things?
She's a self sufficent woman.

She like to have a man
But she has proven she already has hers.
And he could only compliment her.
As she could only compliment him.

Together, they could become one.

She frowns upon women depending on former lovers.
Which she would advise them could be a bother.
Especially, when they starts playing tricks.
To see, if they could still get in.

If they states, she couldn't make it.
Then those ladies would be so mistaken.
She's a self sufficent woman.

With the strength and the power to conquer.
Any second, minute or hour.

Keep him.
Keep him, if he's your personal protection.
Especially, if he protects your heart.

When danger emerges upon you.
And you should ever call upon him.
And he appears to safe guard you.
Keep him.
If he protects your heart.

Some of the greatest guys are allowed to leave.
Then after gone the woman wants to grieve.
Never telling him the most vital or important things.

Listen.
While you have the moment.
Think.
Think hard.
While you sitting and wondering.

List all his personal qualities.
And you will come to the conclusion.
To why you should keep him.
Especially, if he protects your heart.

Cause after all the questions asked of you.
Your only answer can be to them.
That you kept him.
Kept him because he protected your heart.

He took the burden.
He wear the scars.
Just to keep you from harm.

To makeup for injustice.
You must offend those that thought it was justified.
For they will hide behind pride.

To overturn wrong.
You must point out the truth.
Especially to your chosen group.

And we very aware that the truth hurts.

There's a competition going on concerning you.
You know who we are.
And just maybe who will win.

It's just when.

There's a campaign going on.
That deserves your vote.
You know the candidates.
And who will win.

It's just when.

We will sell you our good points.
We will describe our abilities.
And while doing that hope you see the qualities within.

I want you vote.
And I want your heart.
Just vote for me.
I will perform the job.

Except there's no four years requirement.
With me.
It's eternity.
That's the only way it can be.

I want your vote.
So you can be the first lady to me.

Don't hand your love over to him.
Without me competing, baby.
For every smile, he places upon your face.
I'm the one to make it brighter.

I'm not intimidated by competition.
I welcome it, with the best intention.
I'm just saying, don't hand your love over to him.
Without me competing baby.
For ever joy, he brings to you.
I can place it in the distance.
This comes to you, without bragging.

You've only seen me on the edge of your eye sight.
But soon, you will see me, as the focus of your love.
The man, you will soon tell your friend about.

Yes, for everything, he does to please you.
I still believe, he will soon be a dream to you.

So, without me competing.
Don't hand your love over.

We the moralist of society.
Seems to judge many others many of times.
But when our lives gets exposed.
Then, that's when we don't want our life exposed.

That secret life.
The one we afraid to mention.

Maybe you was a stripper.
Or as some call it.
An exotic dancer.

Maybe you was a business woman.
Serving mutiple males.
While making tax free money.

Maybe you a male escort.
Who, now have the trade of being a respected lawyer?

Oh, that secret life.
That many of us don't want anyone to know.

Some of the most respected people have a past.
That if pushed could ruine them.

The famous face scandals more than the poor.
But the poor has just as many to run from.

Maybe, it's a secret child.
Maybe, it's the secrets of being too wild.

Oh, these secret lives that we live.
Sooner or later, we must ask someone to forgive us.

Scandals in church.
Scandals at work.
Our privacy is becoming a dream.

When we faces being exposed cause people are mean.

Can wars be eradicated?
Yes, God-it can happen.
Can peace always be accomplished?
Yes God-if people are willing.

All countries seems to be fighting on land, strips and religious differences.
Or maybe political conflict.

Can racism be solved?
Yes, God-it can happen.
If people realize or see, there's no difference between one another,
Beside eye color, skin color and maybe hair.
Cause we all bleed red.

Can a sinner be turned into a saint?
Yes God-it can happen.
Apostle Paul is one of the best example.
A man , who once live according to rule of destruction.

Can love love cure today?
Yes God-forever and always.

At one time or another.
We all can say.
We seen it.
Even just to fit in.
Or again because it's true.

Whether it's a movie.
Or a crime.
We seen it.

Now rather you wants to admit it.
That's another thing.

We've seen rudeness.
We have witness kindness.
We 've seen cruelness.
And of course.
We have seen love.

So, we should be glad for the things we have seen.

Because it has bought matureness to us.

In church, we hear the amen.
We the  best pretenders of pretense.
We agree to the message.
Nod our heads to the sermons

Then slowly regress back to our old self.

In church, we sin within.
Men notice the ladies with short dresses.
While trying to pretend slightly they not looking.

Even with a self promoted dress code.
Many know more than what they should know?
Cause many even debate the code.
Where one's invited to save their soul?

In church, we notice envy and jealousy.
Just by looking.
Or simply by noticing.

Even if the minister preach Fruit of the Spirit.
We aware many of us operates on human nature.
Even in church.
During services or during choir rehearsal.

So much going on in church and after.
When the parking lot is empty soon after service.

Hey you, you look like me.
Can it really, really be?
A reflection of my pretty self.

Hey You!
You act like me.
I don't know if that's a very good thing.

But then again it just might be.
Because least I'm worry free.

If, I was a triplet that would make it three.
If, I was a twin that would make it two.
But since I'm only looking in the mirror.
It's just me.

Hey You!
You looking fine.
But I shouldn't brag that wouldn't be kind.

Sometimes, I wish I had another like myself.
I be pulling schemes on everyone else.

And now, here I am.
Talking to myself

And, I the only one in need, of help.

Hey You!
What can I do?
Beside admit I love all me.
Even if another never understands me.

When in this mirror I only see a man.
Who walks proudly with his head held high?

I guess I'm just one wonderful guy

A **** woman is a threat to a marry woman.
Not that she should be worry about her.
But about him.

A beautiful woman is a threat to a wife.
For somewhere along the line.
She got complacent.
Which some guys do.
So if he's noticing him.
He's noticing her too.

It's not all about the gravity.
As some people states.
But about rather you're keeping yourself together some days.

We been told, what it took to get them?
It takes more to keep them.
A ring upon the finger has requirement that we forgets somedays.

A **** woman reminds a spouse on , what she once was?
While to a husband it's a living dreams.
But in all honesty looks ain't everything.

A child stood and said racist comments and names.
While many adults never said a single thing.
A few laugh and giggle.
But it's inherited.
And most of the times from the parents that's a bigot.

An adult spoke of hatred like it was a badge of honor.
And many listen quietly.
While not protesting against it.
Was it fear?
Or silently agreeing.

A minister of the word stood before a congregation.
And addressed exactly, what's wrong with these situation.
That seems to be affecting all races in the nation.

Yes, a few walked out.
The truth hurts when it touches a nerve inside.
For us Jesus rose.
For us Jesus also died.
The truth hurts when it touches upon a nerve.

The minister faced protesters against his preaching.
But so do many good teachers.
It's inherited.

But all stupidity is.
Even amongst us that's not bigots.
For a silence voice is a supporter of a fool.
Who let others dictates the rules?

But it's inherited.
Just like love.
Which should lie within all of us.

Somethings, you think about.
And know the answer before it comes.
You just seeking confirmation on the matter.

Some issues pushes us to see the truth of reality.

Somethings, are done for many reasons.
We just chose to question's the happenings.

They could be of our own making.
Or a higher force for a teaching.
Somethings just got to be outside our reaching it.

It's through growth we see maturity.
It's through growth we learn responsibilty.

And it comes from something we have done.

For a moment I thought you have the power of David Coppfield.
I won't tell you why?
I just knew you had magic right there in your hands.
Swirl it.
Whirl it.
And the tricks are done.
With all those magical skills my heart was won.

We aware that Houndini was the greatest magician of them all.
But the magic within the Hitachi Love Wand would have made him fall.
The power and the strength would have took control.
Which would have had him wondering about the power within.

Abacada, might be one of the magician's word to say.
After the Hitachi Love Wand accomplished it goal.
You'll forever want the rod forever close.
It's the power within it.
The strength that it has.
Able to bring joy to a woman and a smile to a man.