Some must admit that a praying mother stays busy concerning their child.
Whether they nice, troublesome or mean-spirited or wild.

A praying mother faces various subjects of conflicts.
A child in jail.
One constantly requesting her for bail.

Some do.
Some don't so they can learn, tough love.

For a child that seeks trouble will find it.
For even when they seek the lord they get distracted.

But a praying mother finds times to pray.

Blessed, you were.
Blessed, you are.
The breath of life made someone smile.

Whether they were shocked.
Or not surprised, in the least.
You're a precious gift born to this earth.

Like roots of flowers that blossom un time.
You too will grow before many people eyes.
Because you're a precious gift in many people's eyes.

Nothing more important than the birth of as child.
Except, for the love that made it possible.

Remember that like the precious gift that was gifted to us.
In that same vein, you love royally.
And cherished deeply.

Put yourself in my shoes.
Strange, when locked up?
The comments inmates or offenders state.

Especially, when they committed a crime to be confined?

Crying, begging on the phone.
More manipulative behind walls.
When freedom was something they enjoyed?

Now, serving time for their crimes.
And freedom is restricted to conformity.
They talk to the free world folks with schemes of put yourself in my shoes.

What fool with a level mind?
Would want to?

My kids, you will hear.
My girl.
You will hear.
My wife.
You will hear, they need to talk to them.

But that's not how things go when in prison?

Especially, when you acted out on committing a crime?

Man up?
Accept your faults?
Accept your decision-making decisions?

Cut it out with the guilt.
The only one should be griping are truly those innocent.

You *****?
And it's should be on your conscious.
But don't sit behind the walls of prison talking about how you innocent.

Of course, if you in your heart know you guilty?
Where is the concern for this hurt woman?
Be not shocked or surprised there is no sympathy for you.
Call a friend?
Call your parent.
Tell them your sad depressed and hurt story.

Oh, there you go with your gang mentality.
The same stupidity that has you tagged with those prison numbers.
Throwing up signs to another clown.

Crying how society let you down.
Like the ****** call a friend, or associate and tell them your sad story.
You know why you there?
Retaliation toward another or killing your brothers.
Yes, behind walls you find that "one" stupid concern counselor.

Who you might manipulate?
Because they think you changed.
When all you during is playing their mind game?
You know it?
See a fool uses a fool.
I admit we all used this tool.

Then there is the ****** crying foul more.
When on death row and the about to inject or use that electric chair?

Fuuny, when that day comes near.
Here come their sympathizers.
But the hurt family feelings hadn't changed.

Accept your fate for the mistakes you make.
Not everyone feels your pain.

Except for the one, you hurt the most.
And that the woman called your mother.
So quit blaming society for your downfall.

Sure ministers will come and point out your change ways.
Point out many scriptures where it obvious?
And even with this visit, you find many using it as a scheme.

And don't get upset.
Some officers are just as worst.
Getting tricked into your mess and getting led away.

One day you wake and face reality.
You placed yourself behind those walls and won't find many listening to your sympathy.

Face it?
Face life

Someone you know, said you're venerable.
But that's not necessarily a bad thing.
It depends on your out look or perspective.

The word, itself, could mean you're worthy of respect.
And carry yourself with dignity.
And of course  you have a protected heart.
One you're saving for a special person.

It doesn't have to be written.
That nobody's want their heart broken.
Words, don't need to be stated.
Cause we all can see that you have a protected heart.

Which isn't meant to be broken

I know I've got a good girl?
From the way, the others look at her.
I know I got a blessed world.
From the compliments bestowed upon her.
And I'm a proud man with a proud woman.
Who is the center of my world?


Other men lose a gift and regret their decisions.
Well, I am not one of them to have regrets.
Cause I have a good woman.

What I do for her?
She does for me.
And why should I ask for more?
I'm a proud man that been blessed by the mighty Lord above.

Yes, I'm a proud man.
One not afraid to tell her how much I love her.

What? We saw with ******.  We constantly see with Trump.  Quiet voices afraid to stay up for right.  When obviously there is so much wrong. And we can't level it all at his supporters.  But with quiet voices remaining silent as he trick his way through manipulation.  A quiet voice is like a defender of crimes you see them do. But we hide behind this logic it's not affecting you.  When in truth crooks operate on the stupidity of the people.

President Obama election exposed them.
President Trump brought them out.
Bigots hidden behind silence and now ready to speak hate at any pace.

But if slavery left any mark upon earth.
Is that level of stupidity only exposes itself in that race.
Then all of us would think we better than the other.

But we all be wrong.

If a time and place were assigned for a race war.
Then we see more level of honest protesters against it.

For the ones that had none.
And face more trouble will eventually be the real winners.

Anyone that has to join a hate group to express his/her opinion is weak.
We all guarantee by law free speech.
But within reasons.

If the one you hate or simply had a weapon offered you the opportunity to call them one.
And told you the consequences to follow.
Would you?
Really , would you?

We all aware of the danger of our very own tongue.
It's our most dangerous *****.

Especially concerning a race war.
There won't be any winners.

It's hard, to admit the stupidity of a few.
But facts points out many are surrounding you.
Wearing a badge and a gun.
Some referred too, as the weak ones.

But problems lies, with the police force that doesn't see the picture clear.
Or holds onto not admitting the truth.
Until the fan of flames hit the news.

When do you see females officers in a racial disturbance
Or hardly any minorities in serious conflict with the public.

It's the white male.
Many , still in need of people skills.
Some more when their racism gets revealed.

Still , the forces and chief, acts ignorant to the truth.
Even when its staring direct , at you.

Black males and white males acts totally different when approached.
Especially black males, who hadn't done anything at all?
It's easy to say be quiet and don't speak.

But the reality lies in the truth to accept facts.
Certain groups acts different.
So instructional approach lies in force training.

It's like treating the president or the governor.
Which many knows is different than the average citizen.
Sure racial profiling goes on.
And obviously, the forces not going to admit it at all.

It's like opening a can of worms of trouble.

But goes deeper than this.
When you see other officers acting without common sense.
And you ponder why some seeks revenge.

The white male that represent to many minorities the image of that Bull Connor crew of segregation.
Who got exposed?
Across all the United States for unwarranted abuse.

Which we see constantly.

Now this isn't to say some criminals doesn't get pulled over.
Cause many times, this is when you find that wanted troublemaker.
But random and routine, is simply a scheme constantly used.

But only when it serves a purpose.

It shouldn't be hard to admit white officers that's male.
Doesn't have people skills to handle certain situation.
Oh, the jury is mainly made up of their peers.
Which all together reveals another truth.

Many , are of their kind.
And put many of any race together many begins to acts blind.
Just comprehend racism of any kind doesn't solve a thing.

Never had.
Never will.

A bigot.
That lost in time mind.
Concentrating on pigmentation than the true perspective.

A bigot.
Just doesn't see the picture too clear.

A car note.
It takes money to pay.
But a bigot stupid doesn't see this.
They see being racist as the honor.
Not the money required to pay that note.

Rent.
Paid with money.
A requirement to keep a roof over your head.
A racist doesn't see truth.
They strictly see color.

A child's education.
It takes cash .
But a racist see hate.
AQnd this is their biggest mistake.

Cause we all have the same color of blood.

After your rebellious day.
And facing reality of truth.
Many rebellious children wise up.
And your mother says , thank you.

You could be in jail.
You could be dead and gone.

Your friends either adapted or died.
Realizing it's to late to apologize.
While you can say, you're glad to be alive.
And your parents says, thank you.

Some fools learns too late.
Some repeats the same mistakes.
While your parents pray and pray.
And say thank you that God saw you through.

A rebellious soul don't always win.
But , do recognize the truth.
That a parent love means more.
Then they ever thought possible.
After they wise up to see it.

Oh, some still remember those segregation days, as good days.
From their perspective things probably shouldn't have changed.
They felt it was proper to treat others below them.

Oh, they see nothing wrong with some walking through the back door.
All because, they felt better to be in control.
Yes, to them -them was the days.

Listen to the twisted minded politicians speaking his view.
Listen to the upper class speaking like it wasn't a rule.
Listen to the child speaking theirs too.

But none can explain the separate water fountain rules.
When both water fountain spilled out the same water to them too.
Or the separate level of the movie theater showing the same movie.

Oh, to them that cries, how great these days was?
Then place yourself in the other's group shoes.
Which many would honestly refuse to vote to do.

All because, they can't handle being called second class.
When in truth, they are no better than those ever called that term.
Who faced the wrath of hate from them still?

Oh, they cry and complain more just for honestly competing for jobs.
Cause they , now in a society seeking the best.
And in some perspective views, they think the good old days still should rule.

Yes, time has changed.
And some has adapted.
Then we still surrounded by some, who will never?
And they asked why?
They aren't assigned to be received in heaven.

Not, many women in music can instantly be known by just mentioning their first name.
Yes, you have Beyonce, not in your rank.

We have Madonna, but Aretha you stood above them all.
You gave them something to be proud of and something they could feel.

In your music that is.
You earned you respect through an Otis Redding classic.
And you yourself became a class act.

You didn't have to shake to sell a song.
In was in your voice and in your control tone.
And you were instantly selected to be our Queen upon this musical throne.

We, know your legacy will continue on.
Long before Alicia could play the keys.
You were the master of the piano keys.


There's no need for us to be sad
For you left things for us to sing forever.

Ain't no way to not be rock steady.

We proudly states this.
I'm White.
I'm Black.
I'm Italians or Spanish.
Are we really?


Are we all the basis of our race that we proclaims with quickness?

We English.
We German.
We Latino.
Are we really?

We like an unknown ingredient stirred in a ***.
It taste good exploring the various foods we got.

Are we really?
All the things we see on the outside.
While not really knowing our bloodline.

Are we that different.
We all talk about one another.
And when you get to the bottom of them
You realize, we all have the same problem.

Mexico has similarity to Spain.
Japan has the same similarity to China.
It's just the smallness of aspects that stands out.

Ask yourself?
Are we that different?
Under neath our skin.
We all bleed the same color blood.
It's just the covering creating trouble between us.

Blacks and whites are similar too.
We just the two races that holds onto racist views.
Of course not all of us.
Some of us was raised to love one another.

Americans and the British has a lot in common.
Along with Canada mixture of the French too.
It's just depends upon personal perspective.

We point out the smallest of things to stand out from one another.

Except , as children's has pointed out with truth.
They don't know color when it comes to playing.
It's just the parents or the neighbors that brings up the colorlization.

Next time someone sounds like a bigot.
Shut them down with this question.
Are we that different?

Are we us?
Or what the church requires us to be?
Are we individuals?
Or robots of religious teaching.

Your life is guided by factors.
When born?
It's our parents.
They instruct us into their beliefs.
These are our first teachers.

Some rule by the dictating ways.
Some give you the freedom to find your way.
So are we us?

With written words of men in scriptures, we are taught in church.
And some way manipulated into the teaching philosophy.
Who doesn't hold to faith?
That women mainly are slaves?

Oh, there are a few that earned a bad name.
Except, they were only adjusting to the male's game.
Many, wanted to have joy their own way.

The names are kept silent to not offend.
Amen!
Except wisdom comes to you by researching various things.

So are we us?
When we inquire of certain events many refuses to explain.

Oh, you can't deny it.
Or even hide it.
When asked?
Are you happy?

Too many clues is shown.
Too many things are known.
When asked?
Are you happy?

Nobody, we know can say anything else about it.
Cause when they look our way we just shine with happiness.
Any obstacles that ever tried to hinder us.
Instantly vanished whenever we around one another.

And if they never asked, are you happy?
I know you are from the things I've given you.

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?

The gate is open with a sign saying, "WELCOME"
So do you feel you are ready?
Have  YOU passed the various tests that confronted us?

Were you gentle?
Were you showing temperance?
Were you accepting on Jesus as your Saviour?


Or were you just too harsh and judgemental?

Did you assist your fellow human?
Protect them from assault and abuse.

Did you comprehend all Jesus' teaching in his parables?

Seriously, are you ready?

Even the worse get accepted and have many asking questions?

But then we are not GOD.

Arms, are waiting.
Lips, are waiting.
Myself, is awaiting.
Are you ready?

Baby, are you?

Hands, are waiting.
Waiting to touch you, feel you.
And caress you too.
The question is, are you ready?

We don't need books to teach us.
We can do this ourselves.
Strange others need booklets to read to learn ways to please.

You stated you wants to be a Hollywood's star.
Get all the celebrity status that goes along with it.
Acept, I notice all the headaches.
And all the mistakes the famous make.
Are you ready for that world?

One minute your name is toast.
One mistake made.
And you get roasted.
Are you ready for that world?

Mutiple lovers.
And a few true friends.
Bad financial management.
Which I see time and time again.
Are you ready for that world.

Love in that world seems to be an acting game.
The moment the interest is gone.
You hear the door bell ring.
Your attorney has arrived with the papers.
And instantly ready to proceed.

Even , they treat love as a role.
All because they seen it many times before.
Sometimes they could act as counselors.
Are you ready for that world.

Where lights, camera, action is the word?
That used to get out the latest role message to the world.

Well, if you are ready to proceed.
Notice, right here.
Your true love will be.

I can't feel sorry for the rich man hurt.
He created his world of distrust.
He failed to realize exactly, what he had?

His reputation was known.
Even to you.
You decided to be a party of the rich man tools.

His track record speaks volumes in the press.
He has used many women, as lovers and mistresses.

Notice, he lost the greatest woman.
He has ever known.
And to those he has hurted.
They don't speak about him at all.

When trouble comes his way.
He toss the blame.

You was just a moment of joy that he enjoyed.
Take this advice.
He will move on to another.

A rich man is never satified with only one lover.

Notice, all the kids he has with his many women.
And then tell me money didn't play apart in it.

A lesson learned the hard way for a rich man.
Is a lesson they created in the first place.

We read about the rich athlete that chases the good looking model.
Where this love was based on the trophy model upon his arm?
And probably nothing concerning love at all.

Money do this.
It makes a man loses common sense.
It's the rich man sin.

We read about the billionaire that divorce his true love.
The woman that stood by him when they was poor.
Just to see him leave her for a woman much younger.
Who eventually will earn multiple more?
When he gets tire of her.
And divorce her.
It's the rich man sin.

Money attracts fools.
And makes them too.
But it's a power force to make men repeat the same mistake again.

She can sign a pre-nup.
While under the impression of being in love.
When it was his riches that truly attracted her.

Some jewlery here.
And a expensive car there.
A flight to some exotic  place to impress her.


There's not many women that hadn't been chased.
But it's the rich man that makes you notice.
He's simply trying to invest his wealth upon them.
Another way of saying, he's trying to buy them.
Which eventually they do.
It's a rich man sin.
That we will see repeated over and over again.

A fool loves his paradise.
Until that love is worn out.
Like a puppy with a bone.
He eventually leaves it alone.

I've got enough explosive to be considered a threat.
Least with the substance that I have.
It would require law enforcement to place me in the top ten.
Cause to them I would be armed and dangerous.
When all I would have is a certain amount of love.
The same potent force that God has.

Just like him it's easy to achieve.
If only you are willing to receive it.
And in my case no plead is needed.
I'm just armed and dangerous with love.
It's the strongest weapon given to us.

I don't need to be hunted.
I don't need to chased.
I'm not afraid to show my face.
When she's the one that loves me.
Let alone put up with me.

I guess you could say she armed and dangerous.
Just giving all herself to me.
We all the bodyguards we need.

Love is just a dangerous thing.

Many marriages are planned.
Many are arranged.
Just not those in foreign countries.

We see this within American religion too.

Where some feels they know what's best for you?

Give me a pencil and paper.
And watch me illustrate you.
Give me paint and a picture.
And see me visualize you on canvas.
You a realistic form in my mind.
That I don't even need a picture.
Or you to pose..

The detail will be match for match.
That when viewed.
Many would think you jump on the page.

Which goes to say.
A picture can tell so many things.
Like if you're happy.
Like if you're sad.
A picture can tell so many things.

Except yours will tell that you are loved.
And that you're an art form.

As adults, how many can say you never disrespected your parents?
I know I can?

With the children's today smarting off without knowing the consequences of their action.

How many can say?
As adults, you never disrespected your parent?
Scriptures address this honestly.

As a child?
How many can you say?
Yoy never disrespected your mom or dad?

Remember folks judge your action and ways back to the way you raise?

Yes, you represent your parent's values.

Yes, we have them.
Many time through complacent tell them.
Without realizing comes repercussions.
When it's too late to regret repudiation.

Then , a wise voice offer wisdom of truth.
When they states, a secret's only told when you tell them.
For only then do anyone knows about them.

Stay silent.
Stay quiet.
And guessing will all it be.

Bryant, Williams, Ruffin, Kendricks, Mcgilberry, Davis and Harris.
All are apart of the legacy of Temptation's forever.
And now they are rockin' in heaven.

One with a spin.
One with a grin.
One with a smile surrounded by a heavenly choir.

The sun got brighter.
As the cloudy day faded away.
With the Saints of the Sanctuary marching to the gates.

One with spec.
One  with a double breasted suit to the microphone.
With the choir of harmonizers singing along.

And they get inducted into the halls of Rock and Roll heaven.

The audience is supplied with starts.
We see Curtis Mayfield's will his guitar.
And Elvis ready to join in.

In Rock and Roll heaven, they all are musical friends.

Even Johnny Taylor and Sam Cooke and Otis Redding is ready to sing.

And Bobby Hatfield's ready to go upon a solo.

Oh, they must be rockin' behind close doors.
Ready to greet a Staple's singer through the holy doors.

God welcome only a select few.
While we upon earth debate about who?
In truth, only He knows, who He will bring?

And they all don't have to see.

If you've been touched by a song they sung.
Then you're aware of the bells that's been rung.
God, has placed his heart upon everyone.
Especially, his selected choir.

We all hear the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
And it could be applied to anything in life.
If God gave his only begotten son so unselfishly.
Then a selfish heart should be seen.

Don't let evil control your love.
It only tear your heart apart.

If someone ask you for a dollar.
We probably be skeptical about given it.
Because we'll be concern on, what they would spend it.

Which is understandable.
But if it went to the correct thing.
Then we wouldn't say a thing.

A selffish heart hadn't done any good for anyone.
In many cases it has done more harm.

We instruct children to share.
And advise them that selfishness don't get you anywhere.

Who knows?
Just by giving you might receive back more
God gave us Jesus and received a lot more than before.

Always remember in life.
To leave your selfish heart at the door.
Love of giving needs to be explore.

You me.
Me you.
Trying to find I.
Believe me?
I won't lie.

Within.
Without.
Somewhere lies a what?
Not a how?
Or even a who?
Not when I will do.

Well, this is just a senseless poem.
Written with true total love.

A I sit here thinking of you.
I'm just imagining all the things I wants to do for you
(for you)

As I look upon you.
I realize I'm very blessed to be loved by you.
(by you)

What others might not see as a prize?
I see my grandest one before my eyes.
Every time i witness your smile.

You the light of the moon.
The shine of the sun.
And in my heart you always be number one.

As I look around.
I'm confronted by the truth I see.
(i see)
That without you I most likely would be nothing.

Cause you're the one that encourage me to be something.

Glad to see your face, your smile, your eyes.
Soon, as I come through the door.
Just a moment from you hurts me.

You the motivating factor that moves me to give you the world.

You a dream that came true for me.
You're that love spirit that guides me correctly.

I'm glad to welcome and kissed.
Just as I come through the door.

Warm kisses.
Warm love.
Warm hugs from the person I love.

I prayed for rain to fall upon my face.
To hide the tears falling down my face.
I won't explain to why they are of place?

As ,I cry.
Oh, as I cry.

Here I am just walking down the street.
With all my strength being drained out, of me.

As , I cry.
Good Lord!-As I cry, cry, cry.

Some friends have said I should take it and leave it alone.
But, they can't advise me since their girl ain't gone.
They don't know the hurt I'm going through.

As, I cry.
Oh, as I cry.

The streaks that running down my face.
Is easing all my hurt.
And the rain is covering up my tears.
Even when friends don't think they real.

As, I cry.
I'm feeling so much pain inside.
As, I cry. cry, cry, cry.

The child never knew Christmas.
Never experience the joy of having toys.
Parents couldn't afford them.

When Christmas always came they open their arms and gave him/her love.

The child knew what to expect?
As he/she grew further in age.
And not once did the child wish for things to change.

When Christmas always came he/she knew the gift to come.
Which was love from opening of warm arms.

As years passed by and the child had childrens of his/her own.
The tradition was passed along.

When Christmas came they never offered gifts of toys and such.
But the subject of love preached about Christ in church.

For the adult child told his/her child about lessons learned from his/her parents.

That the only true gift that leave an important impact.
Is the love giving to your child as a sincere gift.

You won't date a man without a car.
Even , if he has a sincere heart.
And money to catch a bus.

You can't fford to pay your bills.
You're hoping for a hustler to pay yours.

What you need to do?
Is get yourself together.
And change your view.

You have lost many good men that wanted to know you.

You put on a great smile.
And plays the part of someone good.
But, it's just a front too many that truly knows you.

You have met your match in your latest catch.
The problem with it.
He realize, you don't have a sincere heart,
And he has a car.

Which goes to show.
What you seek?
He seeks too.
He just refused to see the good within you.

Which is a sincere heart.

We point out the sinners quickly.
When many saints only acting out an image.
A pretense that we all perform.

Once a saint gets exposed.
Then many pretend to be shocked.
Others pretend to be amazed.
While the sinner doesn't say a thing.

But offer some wisdom and advice.
Those without sin should pass the first stone.
But then that require ALL of us to point those fingers at us.

Strange to accept and hard to admit.
That those we never thought would measure up to be anything.
Can always point out the strangest of things.

That perfect child.
That son, daughter, sister or brother.
Was the sinners many never thought would.
Or could.
But did.

They let lust control their soul.
Now we know that they were no better than us.
Just hiding behind an image to fool all of us.

You are lovely now, as you were then.
As I recall.
You attracted more in my eyes now.
As you were then.

As I recall many never thought we would last.
But we have lasted more than many could ever have guessed.
We have see our share of problems and obstacles and survive the storms.

Which you will always be the center of my poems.

As I sit here.
I'm writing down the things I admire about you.
And there are many.

One your religious nature that keeps you first focus upon God.
One is that distaste for dishonesty.
One your caring nature for others.
One your determination even when you're ill in health.
Which you doesn't stay so focus upon.

As I sit here.
I can only reflect about your sincerity.
I doubt you could pretend to be anything else.
Your heart enhances your worth.
You have a lovely soul.
This I do know.

As I sit here.
God, I am blessed.

As I write these words tears are in my eyes.
And I am still a strong man that just happen to cry.

And I think-think.
Of all the things I have put her through.
Call me a clown, call me a fool.
And I accept those terms.

And yes, I daily pray for a change.
While knowing I be lost without her.

As I write these words tears, are still within my eyes.
And I still a strong guy.
Blessed with a wonderful prize right before my eyes.

Listening to their words and you find truth is mixed with fiction against facts.
Ask a bigot?
Why?
They are the way they are.

Oh, they will single in on various groups.
Then cry foul like they been hurt.
Yes, some of the best known bigots are in church.

They states jobs being taken.
But check your employment sites.
Most jobs are those bigots don't like.

They living under this false impression.

Whenever you hear their confession.
Ask a bigot for their view?
And you believe they love the news truth being eliminated from schools books.

Cause fiction is what they accept?
Mainly because insecurity holds truth to them not accepting honesty.

Now, I'm these times you must complete.
Then again, truth hurts them.
So they live in this racist perspective called pretend.

A good man take joy in keeping his lady smiling.
Even when she ill in health.
He knows , a smile can do so much.

Even when she says stop.
He accomplished his point with his smile.
Just ask a good man.

Whatever he have?
It's hers.
He understand that his lady is the object of his world.
And her happiness motivate him more.
Just ask a good man.
He know love.

Ask a great woman?
She constantly showered upon.

Even if he's down to his last money.
And she needs it more.
He offer it to her.
To do what she like.
To do what she want.
Just ask a good man.

The word selfish is never level his way.
That reserve for the insecure man.
Who's trying to control everything?
And acts surprise when his woman walks away.

Ask a good man?
Why his lady constantly feels protective?
He'll have an answer.
Which he will speak with truth.

Cause by looking at his woman eyes.
She is living proof.
That if you ever find a great woman to love.
And very kind to her.
She forever be thankful for having a good man to love.
And will admit it without a single hestitation.