Now that you have them.
You still must do everything in your power to hold them.
You're forever competing.

You chased to capture them.
With everything imaginative.
This was the one you wanted to love.

No denying it.
Unless you living a falsehood.

God's blessing is within us.
Life should be a blessing to all of us.
Love's surrounding you.

Believe in him.
Believe not.
Notice many nonbelievers can't explain simple things.

Scriptures points out there's a time for every season.
And we been taught God does things for a reason.
Life is about adjusting when they are born.
Life's about readjusting when they are gone.

Just as long as we remember, love's surrounding you.

The sun.
The moon.
The stars.
The rain.
The snow.
The flowers and trees that grows.
Love is surrounding us.

Myth has created many misguided views.
Be it about race.
Or an uneducated view.

We hear this race has endurance.
When it comes to this or that.
Especially about blonds being dumb.
When many are smarter then those that acts.

We hear people claiming when you step outside your race.
How mom, pop, granny is turning in their graves?
Except, who are they to say?

This uglinesss turns up in families of many kinds.
While many of us can adjust to accepting love is blind.

I saw you.
And not your pigmentation.
One race has ruin many, many nations.

I saw you.
And not your religion teaching.
It's a shame.
We get taught more racism from the preachers.

I saw you.
When your eyes attracted me.
I saw you.
When your personality got to me.
I saw you.
Plus your lovely face.
Altho' friends and relations saw your race.

And when they mention,
What color you are?
I simply saw you.

Not a Baptist.
Not a Catholic.
Not a Jew.
I simply saw you.

Similar to the way God see us through his view.

I been accused of talking too much about you.
All my friends say, you're a typical girl.
No different then the rest.

They point out your smile.
Is no different than the others.
They point out your face.
Is only the seperating thing.

They even state your voice.
Do sound sweet.
And even went further to compliment your feets.

And through it all.
I notice one thing.
The way they notice you.

And that the felt you love me true.
Which they notice when noticing you.
Which is so easily to do.

And you notice them noticing you.
And spoke of them being jealous too.
When you notice them noticing you.

So blessed.
Am I.
To have you in my life.

So blessed.
I'll confess.
To love you.
The way you love me.

So blessed.
Truly blessed.
To know, your love is the best.

To testfiy about it.
Means, I willing to admit it.
I could be like many trying to run from it.

I'm blessed.
Truly blessed.
This I know.
Cause I love you so.

Know this.
That when you're in my presence.
You are welcome.
You won't feel hostility from me.
Like the signs you receive from others.
You'll be welcome.

Understand this.
You be able to enjoy yourself.
And find comfortability.
Because you're welcome.

With me.
You can't over stay your welcome.
Like when others invites you over.
Then give hints to get you to leave.

You'll be recieved gladly.
You'll be pleased that you found pleasure and warmth.
By knowing, you were welcome.

Hospitality comes through.
When others knows you.

Glancing into nowhere.
I secretly picture you there.

You are lovely.
Then you are now.
A fresh breeze of cool air.

What more could I ask for?

I'm not daydreaming.
I'm wide awake.
Make no mistake about it.
You got what I like.

A smile.
A personality.
A voice I constantly miss.

Yes, what more could I hope for?

You're the warmth that warms me.
Like the scriptures that guides me.
You're the best thing that ever came into my life.

God, what more could I pray for?

I'm bless.
I'm truly blessed.
This I can confess.

We can take a word and twist it around.
Spread the best of rumors all over town.
Have someone a shame to show their face.

Take pride in it.
As if we have done a great thing.

We can lie with the best.
And have that lie believe.
All because of the way we dress.
And report certain type things.

We the people of this good earth.
Say one thing.
And not abide by them.
Quick to say practice what you preach?

Then cry foul if the truth about us comes out.

Which is a taste of our own medicine.
Which leaves an imprint.

It hurts.
It hurts to the bottom of our soul.
That when you aware that you have a conscience.

Who will be the last race standing?
Those under the impression that they are better.
Or those that suffered through several generation.

By process of elimination we might never ever know.
We place pigmentation  on ourselves.
We either of this group or that group.
But in total truth, we are mixed  through all combination.

Some just lives in denial.

Some lives according to getting through society.
Even if changing your race and living in deceit.
By truth and process of elimination only God knows ourself.

That lie we live to fool everyone else.

I promise.
I strictly promise to cherish you.
You're my queen.
Destiny to be my life forever.
I made that decision.
When others thought it something I should do.

I promise.
Strictly promise to do it all for you.
You're my life.
You led m off a path of wrong.
To a path of doing right.
When others tried to attract me back that way.

Oh, if they had a wish.
It would be you disappearing from my life.

But don't worry.
I know just where my good blessings lies.
And I strictly promise to stay forever by your side.

This I promise.
Strictly promise.

Never one to hurt for the company of a woman.
I had my chance to love multiple ones.
Except you became to me that special woman.

Never been one to avoid a challenge.
I most likly negogiated it.
Except meeting you made me quit.
And now, I can never love another besides you.

I have my chances.
And I passed.
All because you brought to me something everylasting.
And my mind constantly reminding me.
You're a special woman.

What real man upon this earth?
Doesn't want a lover better  than the rest.
Who bright minded and defensive?
Who instantly comes to the defense of you?
Using common sense as a logical tool.

When others simply  wants to battle?
You're my special woman.

Let me ratify this information to you.
I feel it's just knowledge you need to know.
As I list ten reasons to love you so.

Your heart.
If others had just half of what you have.
I feel this would be a better world.
This is reason number one.

Your soul.
I hadn't met anyone close to caring the way you do.
It must be the quality deep within you.
This is reason number two.

Your brain.
Your intelligence level is high recommendable.
You have guide me through mistakes I failed to see.
This is reason number three.
Of my ten reasons

When you focus we accomplish so much more.
Much more then I ever thought was possible.

Your sweet personality.
Rubs off on those surrounding you.
It's hard to be cruel within your company.
This is my reason number four.

Your faith.
Your beliefs are beyond questioning.
That being faithful is a godly blessing.
This is reason number five.
That when we walk by faith.
Our hopes comes alive.

Your strength.
It stands out in your support.
You don't lose hope.
When things gets rough.
This is reason number six.
Of my ten reasons.

Your Angelic presence.
Your head might be missing a halo.
It doesn't stop your anointing from showing..
This is reason number seven.

Your smile.
People question you about it.
Except you're so proud of it.
This is reason number eight.
Make no mistake.
I simply adore it.

Your kindness.
No one I've met.
Have shown your kind of forgiveness.
This is reason number nine.

And reason number ten.
Is simply because you love me.
Why should I work to keep you happy?

Let this sink it
And if you need me too.
I'll repeat it again.
All my ten reasons.

I'm kissin' today goodbye.
But, I have yet to live throught it.
I'm kissin' my girl so long.
But in my mind I'm  in need of her.

I'm kissin'
Anything and everything until I'm satified.
But, I know I'll change my mind.
Because germs would be upon my mind.

And, who want that?
Even a cat is picky about their fur.
And unlike animal lovers.
I know I'm not kissin' her.

Who know what that cat been lickin' on?
Be gone germs.
Be gone.

I'm kissin' upon my girl.
And I'm even ponderin' her.
Cause, who knows the lips she has kissed before I known her?
But than she could be questioning me.
Because I always tryin' to kiss her.

But really?
Aren't that what the lips was created for?

Your good qualities speaks for themself.
You're a woman of worth.
One I love so very much.

Your personality lighting up a room.
Who wouldn't wants to be in the company of you?
You're a woman of worth.

You're the type a man should cherish.
The type that he would give his all for.
Go more than the distance required.
Cause you're a worth of worth

What you will receive will be honesty and trust?
Cause it's something you more deserve and asked for.
As a woman of worth.

You're priceless.
Simply not for sell.

It's only a problem when the male speaks the truth.
Well, least talking about a woman's beauty.
But many, yes many ladies are attention getters.

Similar to a handsome man getting compliments when they enter the room.
They get notice, even if a word's never said.
They turn heads.

Most attention getters don't have to speak a word.
But can get any man or woman.

Men, that specie that loves to control.
That specie that can't stand a woman standing on their own.
Reminds many of the caveman.

Men, where many are call head of the household?
Mainly, because they might bring in the dough.
Reminds many of those golden days.
Where the woman stayed at home?

And you know the man of today that had a mother's that way.
They tries to dictate those habits to the independent ladies of today.

Women, that out spoken specie that strives in today's society.
Women, who's more determine to succeed?
The type that certain men seeks.

It's amazing that some men feels insecure.
If a man told their daughter's she couldn't make it.
He would assure her that she could.
All because he wants the best for her.

And it was because of a man.
Who wanted her to believe?
She couldn't do it.

The chase.
The pursuit of the subject of your heart.
Will find you showing the sweetness of your love.

You call.
You stay up.
You dream of the sweetness of your love.

You sometimes get carry away.
And do the oddest of things.
Some you can't begin to explain.
But that's the sweetness of love.

Your friends will intervene.
Cause they think you're losing your brain.
To them.
Any love shouldn't make you act this type of way.

Still you carry on.
Cause you have someone your mind is centered on.
Concerning the sweetness of love.
That person you forever call your own.

Hot!
And very noticeable.
I'm grateful for what I got?

Seductive!
One heck of a woman to love.
I'm so grateful for what I have?

Compliments given and accepted without a ounce of jealousy.
Some say, we are picture perfect.
But that just a planned image.
Cause like all couples in life.
We have our don't talk to me moments.

Sensual.
Just by standing there.
I'm so grateful.
That I'll be forevermore.

Cause you're the lover I love.

I got.
I got someone.
Who loves me passionately?

I got.
I got somebody.
Who gives herself completely to me?

She's so unselfish.
She so out going.
That I promise myself to forever make her happy.


I got.
I got someone.
Who's my world?
Attitude and all I love her immensely.

She my magical charm of luck.
Who makes me alone feel comfortable in love?
She know it.
From the unselfish loving I give to her.

Through the eyes of an adult.
Looking down at a child.
You see yourself.

You see the innocence.
You see the best.
You see the one to carry on your heritage.
Through the eyes of an adult.

You hear your laughter.
Which you will be reminded of.
You get the blame too.
When they do things that mirrror you.

You do the self denial.
Cause truth is in the comment.
Through the eyes of an adult.

When they sneak a piece of cake.
And try to  cover it up.
As if it didn't happen.
You see sneak.
Least through the eyes of an adult.

When they deny the obvious.
When you have the evidence.
You break into laughter.
Through the eyes of an adult.

But through it all.
You see love.
Through the eyes of an adult.

Which they feels when you tell them.

The object of love.
Is to keep the one you love.
If it takes working more or harder to do it.

The object of the heart.
Is to keep impressing upon your love.
That if you could you move heaven and hell.
In ways to prove you care.
Yes, frankly my dear.
I give a ****.

Rhett proved his heart and desires to her.
While she over looked what she had before her.
But as soon as reality stepped in before her to see.
He was heading into the wind.
Yes, frankly my love.
I care.
I sincerely give a ****.

Too much is invested into this relationship.
That a simple affair couldn't have.
Notice, the many of folks that feels the hurt.
Once that hunt has been accomplished.

You my stock.
You my bond.
You the person I'll forever want upon my arms.

Some loves less.
Some loves more.
Some loves 99.9 percent.

But I love 100 percent more.

It will warm you.
It will smother you.
That you will request for some limitation.

But it's my heart.
It's my soul.
I just know I'm gonna love you 100 percent more.

People cries about the commercialism of Christmas.
Withouyt realizing this is just business.
Christ's still in the season.
He's the miracle.

Just think, he came for a reason.
And he dies for a reason.
And live on pass any holiday.

He accepts the accolades within a christmas' song.
He see the good.
We the humanity of society see the wrong.
He's the miracle that keeps all us strong.

What's not to enjoy?
If we stay focus upon the lord.
What blessings has we not accepted in knowing him?
He's our miracle.
He's our life.
He's our joy.
He's our miracle forever more.

Everything is voted upon by many.
Hardly any by a few.
But in this case.
I'm nominating you for the love awards.

We know Tony.
We very aware of Oscar.
Yes, even the Emmys.
When some shouldn't even be on the list.

But in this case.
You deserves to be listed.
And more seving of a win.

But with no competion.
You're already in.

And these are the things that got you there.
Your compassion.
Your sympathy soul always shows.

Your determination.
When placed in doubt by others.
You always wins out.

There are a variety of things I could still list.

Except, with what I mention.
You already won the love awards.
I just wish you could win more.

No more sadness
No more blues
I'm trying to assist her in forgetting about you.

Oh, when I took your place.
I tried to erase you from her imagination.
Yes, when I took your place.
I trying to erase all the bad things you have done.

Cause while with her
I never hear good things you ever done with her.

And from my perspective.
She's a good woman.

So when she mention you.
I try to erase all the harm you ever done.

No more frowns.
Or unhappiness
I just want her to know you simply not worth it.

Cause my my view.
She's a great lady.

So when I took your place.
I try to erase you from her imagination.

By giving hope.
By giving her support.
By giving her my love.
I hope she will cherish more.

There are many foolish men in existence.
Who use and abuses good women?
For no apparent reason.

It long been known to many that the black male is a threat to the white race.
Whether real or not.
Many frightful if the hell or vision of abuse from the Civil Rights movement many endured.

Obviously, those violent days if happen today would create WAR.
But one must understand things has changed.
No more butlering and maid days is required for many African Americans.

Which brings us to the Hell of Wendy Bell views.
Which hardly factual but more based on her stereotype based solely on reporting of the news.

Should we be upset?
Should we be protesting?
Which obviously some will do.
Or seek balance of truth within the news.

A great majority know most crime is black on black mostly.
And a majority of greater white crimes gets washed over by the press.
Why?
Cause they don't want the whites to obviously be upset seeing themselves.

The Hell of Wendy Bell lies in her perspectives.
Where in her job she forgot to be less objective?

Truth lies in the justice or injustice of the courts.
Where one race of minorities gets to see the cells?
While one cries about mental issues to avoid detention.

Columbine or the Theater clown, where many was killed?
Than this exposed the truth that Wendy Bell can't fathom.

When counting bodies based upon race.
The facts soon exposed the true face of killers.

Where you find some hiding in bravery behind purchasing of guns?
Like they some westerner type cowboy in the movies.
Which brings us to another truth.

Many parents gets killed more by legal weapons used by white youth.
Deny if you like.
But this mostly the main truth.
Which the Wendy Bell of the world avoids.

Come boldly to the heart of love.
You will discover a true special love.
Someone who will place you first.

Love was meant to be shared.
And by sharing yours with me.
You'll find a man that cares.
Just come boldly to this heart of love.

Think of those love stories you often heard.
Behind some of them are hurtful tears.
And I can't gurantee I'll be perfect.
But will work hard to keep you cheerful.
And I will constantly make you the one I live for.

Just come boldly to this heart of love.

I'm blessed.
Blessed to be loved by you.
I'm blessed.
Blessed to be in love with you.

You this angel upon earth.
That was selected to be here.
A angelic wonder filled with good cheer.

And
I'm blessed.
Blessed to have the love of you.
For those that see.
And can't see the beauty before them.

You better believe
There's no way they can't see you.
Your goodness just comes shining through.

I'm blessed.
Blessed in just knowing you.
A joy worth more than gold.

And it's a miracle of miracles of loving you.
You just too good to be true.

I've been blessed!
He installed in me happiness.
Yes, God been good to me.
Through my hurt, my pain that many doesn't know.
Or ever will, but him.
God been good to me.

All the reasons why?
Only he deserves to know.
To him unlike us.
It's no surprise.

When others cuts me down.
God guides me to his higher power.
Yes, God been good to me!

Every second, minute and hour.
Every day of the week.
Every month of the year.
God, have been good to me.

If we just align our life to the scriptures.
We might be headed toward salvation.
God know, it's possible.
Just like he know our fleshly action.

He was aware of Adam and Eve weakness.
And the sneaky ways of the serpent.
Except when tempted.
Which we will be.
Don't say it was off God.
But our human weakness.

If we just align ourselves to do his will.
Believe me, all our abilities and success will be achieved.
God know the qualities within all of us.

So of the most unjust men had some wicked ways.
And all GOD request of them, was to make a changed.

Every sin has consequences.
Some will be solved.
Others will be a serious problem to deal with.

From the beginning of the year.
Until the last.
I go out of my way each of them to love you 365 days of the year.

Some measure the month.
Other the days.
I do them both cause I'm glad you love me 365 days of the year.

Season changes constantly.
But notice my love goes through various degree of growth.
Yes, 365 days of the year.

Lost in religion.
You get marry.
And a child is born.
Then the marriage don't work.
Now, we seek to get the marriage annulled.
Like it never ever happen.
So, what does it make the child?

We all know it was consummated.
And she can't profess to be a ******.
This religion needs to eliminate the word annulment.
And accept the fact they was divorced.

We see this seeked by many of men.
Who tasted the cake?
And wanted another flavor.

Well, maybe it's just me.
Lost in the world of religion.

Some like women hidden behind veils.
And they seems to be dictated to when to move.
Especially walking behind certain feets of a man.
We know in America this is a fairytale.
But notice the women behind veils in the free world,
is walking next or before their man.

It seems rules only apply, if they in their homeland.
Doctorines dictates many ministers.
Where two or three is touiching and agreeing confuses them?
Cause they seems to have friction between all religions.

Where one think they represent all of us?

Love, always been a game.
It just requires less people to play.
One must throw it.
One must accept it.
Like a quarterback to receiver type thing.

Then you must defend it.
To accomplish anything.

You will have your referees/umpires/judges along the right.
Except you and yours, will be the coaches.
Who designs the safe way to the love zone?

Oh, there will be interference.
Several miss calls that don't get called.
And the score might not reflect your effort.

But a touchdown show do help it.

Your community is how you see it.
If they call it the hood.
It's only because you don't know your neighbors
For long before it was the hood.
It was the neighborhood.
Where people knew one another?
And was proud that they did.

Then came the thugs.
And suddenly you was apart of the inner city.
When all you do is  just live within the city.

A community is the same as those above.
Except within the community you'll find love.
Not that they any better.
Or sitting pretty.
They just stand up to represent with pride being not apart of crime.

Sometimes, you have to commit to your mind.
That if you don't fight crime.
Then you wants to be intimidated by it.

Stand up and represent your town.
Get rid of the fools and the clowns

I read about Martin.
I read about Malcolm.
I read about Rosa.
I read about Muhammad Ali.
The people that started a revolution to solve a resolution.

I read about Harriet.
I read about Charles Drew.
I read about Nat Turner.
I read about George Washington, Carver.
Some many still re unaware of to this day.

I read about Sojourn Truth.
I know of Thurgood Marshall.
I read about the Count, the Duke, that's Ellington.
And Aretha and James  Brown too.
All apart of the movement of African Americans fight.
All faced injustice for trying to do things right.

I read about  Althea Gibson.
And the Civil Rights protesters fighting against fools.
Some, we see still operating like they still trying to rule.

I hope those reading this has learned something too.

Why didn't the star player play?
Many question's the decision of the coach.
Rumor circulated he was jealous.
Rumor circulated he was confused.
Some even spoke of the player breaking a rule.

After, the game they asked the coach.
But, he remained silent.
Or reflected the questions.

When they asked the star player.
Even, he didn't speak.
They just couldn't figure out.
Why play a player?
Who's obviously weak at the game?

Then, they started talking to the weak player.
Who have replaced the star?
He gave honors and gratitude to the star.
Who let him play in his place?

He stated, the star player.
Wants folks to remember.
It's just a game.

While some see winning.
As everything.
While friendship is built,
from the memories of the game.

Oh, it's friday.
I have my day planned out.
Once I leave work.
I'm planning to hang out.
Just to see what I can get in?
Or invite friends to the house.
And simply stay in.

Yes, it's friday.
I'm living proof.
That I can't wait to the weekend's begins.
That when I can relax and enjoy all my interest.

Sometimes it seems.
That the weekends goes quick.
And before you realize it.
You're back at work once more.

Oh, it's Friday.
This I realize.
And I might just spend it will the love of my life.
Or chose to just have some of my-me time.

You with him.
And it appears you're happy.
Until I heard the news.
That according to them.
He's mistreating you.

I hope that's not the case.
Cause in my heart.
You still-have a special place.

But you seem fair from my vantage point.
Then your friends states that's the image he wants.
Until I heard the news.
I wouldn't have believe it.

I just know.
If ever you needs me.
Here I'll be.

Then again.
Knowing how I feel about you.
I might have to step in.
If only to protect you.

You deserves to be loved.
And not treated cruel.
Because you deserves more.
Then what he wants for you.

Jealousy rears it ugly head.
When you get marry.
Instantly rules starts to be created.
About your time restriction.
About your friend connection.

Those that has more lady friends.
Soon will see that friendship dictated to end.
But if you're a woman.
You knew about him before the relationship beginned.

Those of the ladies that has male friends.
Soon see similar things.

Just to be seen in the company of the opposite ***.
Starts rumors to spreading.
And many aren't true.
And if they unwarranted.
Any old apology just won't do.

Yes, jealousy starts the moment you say, I do.
It slowly begins to rise right before your very own eyes.

Analyze yourself.
Truly do this.
It will work.
If you want it too.

Write upon a piece a paper,
what bothering you?
Don't react upon it.
Just examine it.
And approach it with honesty and truth.

Love.
Analyze yourself?
And the way you handle it.
If upset.
Get a pillow and yell into it.
It calm you down.
As you release your frustration with it.

We move on haste and emotion.
Without comprehending the consequences might be hard to recover from.

So, analyze yourself.
It's like thinking before you speak.
Your action determine the repucussions to come.

I'm not conceited.
There's really no reasons to be.
I'm convinced.
But then again that just me.

Look at me.
If you're envy.
That's on you.
I'm just someone that speaks the truth.

What you have?
I'm not jealous of.
What I got?
You should be envious toward it.
Through hard work and effort.
You can accomplish much.

Least that's my opinion.
And I stand by that.

Look at me.
Talk about me.
And be sure.
That I'm proud to be me.

So keep looking.
And enjoy the sight you see.
Then tell me.
Don't you want to be me.

Happy, was you.
On that special day.
Where you swore to love one another?

Where you professed?
For better or worse within your very own church.

Until you realize, it wasn't going to work out.
Now, you have broken dreams.

Where all the happiness is gone?
Mixed with sadness from, what you thought was wonderful?

When asked?
When asked about why?
You try.
You try to avoid those questions.

Cause broken dreams, is all you remember.
When you think about, what could have been?

When you gone too long.
I'm longing for you.
Whenever you simply in the same room.
I'm longing, longing for your time.

This desire I feel you are very aware about.
Sometimes, in my dreams , your name I shout out..
You my wish, my craving.
More than that you're my lady.
Who keeps me longing?
Who keeps me wanting?
Who keeps me pleased?
All through the day.

Like some long for warmth.
And some long for cold.
I just long more, more for the one I love so.

And now, you're aware that I'm longing for you.

So, of the biggest hyprocrits thank God.
And professed to be so religious.
So, of the greatest killers was raised in a religious home.

We all know, a man stood upon this earth.
And witnessed hurt and humiliation.
Just delivering the word to many region.

And , some question's a president nationality.
When he hadn't destroyed a single person.

We are raised to agree to disagree.
Don't matter, who the free world leader might be?

Many ministers knows.
Many within their very own congregation.
Can't mention Jesus by name.

And God just watch and judge us.
Hoping to see the best in us.

We live the opposite of Judge Not that We be not Judged.
A man stood and witnessed hate.
And to this very day.
It seems not a single thing has changed.
What a waste?

Yeah, it's Saturday.
The last day of the week.
A day to sit back and relax.
Just to enjoy one of my many interest.

Hey, I might take in a cartoon.
Or go back to bed and snooze until noon.
But I'm up.
And I'm off.
To enjoy this last weekend day.

When you think about it.
We try to accomplish more than we should on Saturday.
I guess many of folks like it that way.
Oh, the many folks that seems to call.
And most wants nothing at all.

Except, it's Saturday.
What can we say?
Besides, it's a day to be known.
Still, we might pretend we're not home.