Step into the room
Get into the mood.
Listen to the music too.
While the candles light feelings sends messages to you.

Let me hold you close.
Let me warm you up.
Let me whisper in your ears things I want to do.

Sure you can read my mind.
I've got nothing to hide.
But be sure, you're right when you read my thoughts.

As I look at myself.
I am proud of myself.
As I constantly look back.
I owe my father much honor and much respect.

And as I look at my own kids.
I am truly highly proud of all of them.
I sometimes inquire about can I measure up to my dad.

In my eyes, he just was a great man.
Might not be perfect to others.
But always perfect to me.

He raised me in ways I can't thank him enough.
He loved me in ways that you knew you were.
Can I measure up to him?
To be even close to the man he was.

I knew by his discipline I was loved.

Tell me, what style of a song you would love to hear?
And I splendidly sing it sweetly to you.
Just look you in the eyes.
And hold your hand gentlely.
Soon, you would think I was Smokey.
Even maybe Al Green.

The mood will be candid.
Just the way I've planned it.
And soon you would think I'm Rod Stewart.
Or maybe even Sam Cooke singing Sentimental Reasons.
So, can I sing you a love song?

With the mood of Teddy Pendergrass.
Or like Ron Banks , of the Dramatics with his sweet voice.
If push comes to shove.
I go the way of Dean Martin, if it keeps me in your arms.
So, can I sing to you a love song?

I could be William Hart.
I could be Eddie Levert.
I could be James Taylor.
I could be Curtis Mayfield.
And all you got to do, is close your eyes and imagine.
Then, I might do John Lennon, as a Beatle.

You've been unloved, for awhile now.
And you don't know who to trust?
Words comes to you like a scam, now.
That you're afraid to take a chance on love.

Well, can I try?
Can I try to win your heart, now?
Can I prove that I'm that guy?

Sure it might take some time.
But patience is my middle name.
And like you, I have been played like a game.

Still, I'm asking you honestly.
Can I try  to win your love, now?
Can I put romance back into your life?

You hold the key to the lock.
You hold the decision too.
All I hold is the questions I'm asking you.

Can I try?
Can I try?
Can I try to be your guy?

When all hope seems gone.
I can't be defeated.
For I believe something better exist.

When blocked into a corner.
My inner strength will guide me out.
I can't be defeated as long as I  have the faith to believe.

Self defeat is the worse thing anyone can have.
You defeat yourself just by thinking that way.

Success, is just a word.
While self determination is another thing.

All inner wars aren't lost because of doubts.
But because , we refuses to see the best is yet to come.
And that is why?
I refuse to be defeated.

Good things will come.
They always do.

Can't begin to understand or even comprehend.
This or that.
What's fiction?
What's facts?

We just dissect the event as it happen.

A mystery without a clue.
Is a clue without a mystery.

Where many agree?
Or disagree.

Life turns at 360 degree.

A heart that feels?
Is a heart that's real.

Eyes that can see reveals so many things.

Similar to our ears that hear things that shouldn't be said.
But we guided by all the things to be a better person.

Our hands that move sometimes shouldn't.
For they touch the inner most feelings of so many people.

Something in us just can't be shaken.

I have seen it.
Yes, being an up-close witness.
Here I was before you with unselfish love.
But you always chased another one.

And when hurt, abused and let alone.
I played a fool and tried to comfort you.
But after so many chances for you to see me and overlooked.

I can't be your second choice.
When you had all kinds of opportunities to make me your number one.

I, now figure out with you.
I am simply not the one.

You can't move me to get upset.
For I control my moment too do it.
You can't break my happiness.
I refuse to let you do it.

This heart.
This mind.
This soul stays firmly in control.
You can't break my happiness.

For once you do, you in control of my mood.
I refuse to bow to it.
For I love me.

Oh, twist fiction into facts works for some.
But not the intelligent ones.
Affordable Health stands still when others thinks it's not.

Oh, to them, it's Obama care.
All because an intelligent man pushed it through.
But those alternative facts falsehoods hates to admit it's existence.

So they reworked the true tile back to Affordable Health care.
But work as they try.
They can't change it.
Only improve upon it.

You're a spoil girl.
Who have had guys spoil you?
You have never had to work for anything.
When it has ben given to you.

So, you can't get mad.
When your new guys refuses to spoil you.
He's real.
He's true.
But he's no fool.

He understand that's probably the only way the others could get to know you.
Which was to spoil you.
After you alerted them how too.

But then you met him.
And was soon confused.
He wasn't willing to play the game.
Of doing many things for you.

What he gave was small and little?
But enough to please you.
And this was somethin you didn't know how to handle?

But you can't get mad.
Cause his love should be sufficent enough for you.
Which he's trying to show you.

I can't get past heartbreak number one.
I can't go on.

Not looking forward to heartbreak number two.
Cause heartbreak number one reminds me of you.

Friends have tried to cheer me up.
Only to find out there just no luck.

In my memories you are stuck.
Cause I can't get past heartbreak number two.

I hear them whispering I'm a fool.
And it would be totally true.

Cause this what love mainly does.

I can't hear the words you said.
Say it louder
Say it louder
Say, you love me.

Cause I can't hear the words you spoke.
Say it louder
Say it louder
Say, you love.
Say it out through our community.
And if a few get disturbed just point your fingers at me?

I can't hear the words you said.
Although I do.
They just sound so sweet coming from you.

Some don't say these words at all.
Too shy or too proud to confess their love the way you do.

I salute you.
I will always honor you.
You what love about and it's true?

Obstacles, throw at me.
From all direction(see them-hear them)
But believe this(they can't hold me back)

Protest the wrong.
Stand up and stand strong.
Put right where it belong?
Stand up and be free(Be like me)
They can't hold me back(they can't hold me back)

If you got the power you can survive the storm showers.
If you got the will(you can climb a hill).
There just no valleys that should stop your journey.

Many have doubt me.
That I won't win your love.
They failed to see(they can't hold me back)

When I'm so determine
They can't hold me back.

Dedicated to Dennis Edwards and the Temptations legacy

Don't compare me.
Don't compare me.

Girl, I can't live up to his memories.
(Don't want too)
So, don't try to compare me.

As good as he was to you.
That the best I can do too.
And if I surpass him in various ways.

It's just the love within me that made it that way.

Just understand?
I can't live up to his memories.

Can't stay here any longer.
Got to save my sanity.
Before you drive me completely crazy.

I tried, I tried, I tried to handle this.
To love you more this you could ever imagine.
But always along the way.
You just seem to say the wrong things.
Now it's time to go.

And once that door closes.
Please don't open it back up.
Cause all you will see is the image of my back.
I just can't stay any longer.

And when I'm gone you'll be left to wonder.
Just what you did wrong?

Too many tears and heartbreaks too.
All it seem to do(is depress you).
And make you wanna say with all honesty.

I can't take love(no more).
All it does is depress you more.
Have you wondering why its something folks wants to explore?

Yes, I can't take love no more.
I see more happiness in my imagination.
Which is where I find a lot more joy?

This feeling should leave you feeling so great.
Then again, it makes you confront your mistakes.

Send them away.
Yes, to go away.
I realize the mistake I made.

Permission is given to love another.
And willingly accepted.
Then news came of a birth to be.

Now you mad of all things.

Off they journey to ease your pain.
Still, that child of another remains.

Now you mad of all things.

This is a story totally true.
A decision made by a woman to share her man.

It's in the scriptures.
Can you guess who?

Half brothers that created a path of glory.

Captured, by your personality.
Captured, by your looks.
Like a soldier serving faithfully to their nation.
I'm captivating by the love of you.

Enduring to the touch of all forms concerning anything connecting to you in ways I can't mention.
I'm just aware I enjoy being around you.

You're captivating.
You're motivating and intriguing too.
I'm proud to be the one involved with you

Is it my fault?
If I misspelled the word?
If you know the word I meant.

So I said ware you at?
And you come back with the word where.
If I said the person colour was this.
And you clap back with color.

****, is this my fault?
Well, maybe it is?

But what about the news?
That spell names wrong.
Or teachers that make you wonder about this?

In this case?
Is it my fault.
Seem like those on this get the spelling right just must face the facts they not perfect too.

Somethings you just can't catcha break upon.
You dare if you do.
You dare if you don't.
It's thst Catch 22 rule.
That hinders many of us.

If you do right.
Some will say you done wrong.
Although all the support stands in your corner

It's hard when the button is hot.

Many has became a escape goat.
All because they honestly spoke up.
Against the hypocrisy they see.


To be, what one is not?
Shows the world plenty and a lot.
And to not do, what you say you do?
Proves you was trying make someone appears a fool.
It's the Catch 22 rule.

To do right.
Means you willing to stand up.
Against those that's very wrong.
It takes courage to stand strong.

Oh, if you were keeping count?
You probably would notice the number of males attacked.
We the blame for many hurt ladies feeling a certain way.

Many are catching hell.
When all we are?
Is the next man.

The confidant.
The counselor.
The listener.
I guess you might state a female prisoner.
Waiting on her as warden or commissioner to pardon us.

Catching hell, from her.
And all we are is the next man.

If I toss it.
Would you catch it?
If it was hurt.
Would you try to heal it

Catch my heart and show me.
Show me, if you could love it.

For those that loves pain.
My heart isn't for you.
Never have been.
Never will be.

Catch my heart and cherish it.
Even if I'm only speaking.
I'm aware you can't touch it personally.
But your love can affect it.
Leave a great impression upon it.

So, catch my heart.
I'll be the pitcher.
And you'll be the catcher.
And we'll both manage it.

Caught up in emotion
that derailed my common sense.
The loving was too good to deny.
And there was times I tried.

A flirt.
A kiss.
And even a physical touch.
Had me diving into thrills
that derailed my common sense.

Many forbidding affairs happen this way.
When calm reasoning explains many things.
For sure regrets came to my mind.

But that physical loving
just kept derailing my mind.
I was caught up in the feeling.
Of exploring the pleasure game.

You thrill me.
I thrill you.
While we both forsake the golden rules.

Adam and Eve discovery was many.
But mainly because of God.

Why do so many people come to you?
Cause of the way you do the things you do.

You motivate.
You elevate.
During the day and during the night.

Why do some lift you up?
Cause of the way you do the things you do.

You comfort us.
Advise us when we are wrong.
You know our hearts.
You alone know our thoughts

Some ask, why some don't believe you exist?
Cause of the way you do the things you do.

You send fear through many just with your sound of thunder.
And that light of lightning scares them more
You make a sinner wants to face his ways.
And the pretenders still seeking to change.
Cause of the way you do the things you do.

Nothing comes close to measuring up to you.
Scientists can't create it.
And magicians can't predict it.

Some has tried to guess your origin.
But some things deserves to be unknown.
Cause of the way you do the things you do.

Millions confess their love for you.
Cause of the power you have to do the things you do.

Why do I work so hard?
Cause of you.
Oh, why do I love so hard?
It's cause of you.

When people hear me speak.
They most likely will hear your name called out.
More then they thought possible.

Still, they ask me.
Why is your picture everywhere?
Cause of you, my love.
You control my soul.
You control my heart.
That deep inside my mind.
You're a shining star.

They ask me, why I don't get any sleep?
It's cause of you, my love.
That I stay awake dreaming of you late into the night

Which continue on into the daylight.
So cause of you.
That my thoughts are not focus just right

They ask, where you are?
Whenever they see me alone love.
They ask you, just where I am at?
Whenever they see you out.

For, many see us together that to be separated is like a missing piece of a puzzle.

Cause together we are one united in strength.
And if you don't know this meaning.
Then you're not positive just what love means?

Although, we give one another space.
There's not a moment of movement I can't trace your space.
Cause together we are united.
Seal lover for the rest of our lives.

So to see us apart is like a divided greeting card.
Where the message meant is creating confusion?
And too many just to ask a question?
Leads many to be seen as an intrusion.

Celebrate.
Celebrate the day of seeing another day.
Celebrate have loved the one that passed away.
For joy comes in your out look upon the things you feel.

Celebrate the friends that support you when you down.
This is the most important time to have them around.
Celebrate those that there when you up.
Cause you aware of their sincerity.
Against those that only pretend to care.

Celebrate the life of living.
When others find excuses to give up.
Only if the comprehend just how lucky they are.

For through all silver lining there is  joy.

They play the game of the publicity.
Even posing for their enemies, the paparazzis.
And soon as controversy comes.

Then , they won't people to respect their privacy.

Now, they work under this celebrity status.
Where many things are free?

For youth that finds trouble.
It's because of too much money.
When you're too young.
You don't have much wisdom to work.
As if you have none.

Celebrity Status.
Which have you thinking you're above the law.
Where we see many people go free?
Unless, it concerns you or me.

Then, you appearing on every television show.
Just to explain the news got it wrong.
When in truth you were in places.
You didn't belong.

It's no different than a politicians.
Where many of them?
Are too big for their britches?

Celebrity status.
Where you can always call on your connections?

Lost, in my own dreams.
Looking off into distant space.
Imaging, at every space the image of your face.

For months, you've been the center of my attention.
Even if it has never been mention.

I write letters.
I write poems.
I make calls to hear your sweet tone.

Just the thought of you keeps my heart warm.
As you remain the center of my attention.

Failure isn't an option in my goals.
I challenge myself to do a lot more.
I'm shooting for the best I can be.
Yes, I challenge myself daily.

When pushed or taunted to not succeed.
That's when our minds takes over to believe.
All those that doubt in your abilities.
In the end find it hard to believe you did it.
Except, you challenge yourself to do.

Just think about love.
And challenge it

To be a poet.
It just takes the ability to be a writer.
One, who's creative?
One, who feel challenge?

Select a word and let your mind flow.
And watch a poem begin to form.
For instance, we aware that instance rhymes with distance.

Which is similar in tone to mention.
Which really wasn't my intention.
But in away do get my point across.

While your mind is working around the house.
Challenging yourself to write a poem.

Which in away rhymes with warm.
Which seems to mirror storm.
And if you're undecided.
It's only because you are torn.

So you hate the image portrayed about you?
Change it.
Or in my opinion, quit complaining.

Some say you appear to look like a ****.
You mad.
You're upset.
Change it.
You still are an individual.

Some say you look like a ****.
And you highly in raged.
Saying you're trying to be different.

Understandable.
Totally agree.
But you're attracting comments to you.

And truthfully, not everything based around heritage.
Some only use it when they think saying it, is appropriate.

If you curse or cuss?
Depend on which term you use to express.
Why?
Don't you rephrase your words to suit your views?
Quit saying, this is me.

People notice differences in a person quick.
Like when you open your mouth and appears to be an idiot.

People of the world control the movement.
If you like racism?
You will adapt to it.

If you hate racism?
You will try to change it.
Hate will never win over love.

Satan found this out.
And he still pouting about.

If you want the world to be better?
People got to change it.
For the power within the people to do it.

When people speak?
Things begin to change.
Politicians under our control.

Don't they all need your vote?

Change me.
Lord, change me to be what you feel I should be?
I have been a sinner(pretending to be a saint)

Be not surprised(we see many pretenders in church)

Change me.
Lord, change me to be what you know I can be?
They're still good qualities in me.
Just change me.

If there is a perfect person(presently on earth)
They simply a liar because they not even in the church.

We go to church for forgiveness and to be closer to the Lord.
Seeking resolution for this sin within.

Lord, change me.
Change me.
Change me.
Dear Lord, change me.

Get not mad?
Many say things we mainly state and say.
Black-on-black crimes are a serious issue.

So when what you think is racist?
Because a white spoke it.
Get not mad but change the narrative.

Reform or transform your perspective.

A riot pop off and instantly you destroy your community.
Why?
It took serious decisions and the effort of many to build them.
We hear those complainers, it's like the major companies don't care.

So why are you destroying your communities?
Think like this?
Mom, dad, siblings, and maybe you now without a job.

Brother Bill doesn't stop coming.
Water, electricity, car notes, and various other responsibilities are still coming.

Change the narrative.
Comfort the thieves, the hustlers of committing crimes like it's a joy.

Yeah, even if they in your family.

The fifties and sixties days, you saw those will power abuse folks seeing equality and opportunities to move ahead.
And some did in various ways.

You seen and still do racism in the news and the group that ruled it more.
Is now trying to turn the message back upon the group they placed in restraints by rules of law.
And still try too.

With the changing of time, things has occurred.
This generation rules their destination that walls would crumble down.
Obviously, many wrote years ago that things would change.
And those once in charged would find it hard to face their fears.

That any wrong will come back to surface.
And crying about it.
Simply won't help it.

As with justice that dealt.
It always mostly from those hire help.
Unions brought the automotive world to a stand still.
And still have that power.

And same with racism held by ritual.
Eventually you must face your oppressors.
Especially with the changing of time.

They say this.
We do that.
They do this.
We say that.
Characteristic differences.

We live here.
They live there.
They live there.
We live here.

Break down the walls.
And watch the ways problems disappears.

They know us.
We know them.
They think this.
They think that.
Characteristic differences.

Wrtie down on paper.
And notice the same situation.
We operates around illusion of what we think we know.
Until you in the same room.
And notice the many things in common.

Yes, characteristic differences.

It's always the innocent that pays for others stupidity.
It's always the innocent.

Every wrong that occurs dealing with racism.
Always comes from fools.
Which we recently have seen in the news.

And now, we have Charleston memories to reflect too.
From the action of a misguided soul.

Lost in memories of long ago.
And nine people of faith is gone.

I have thought about it.
Now I've got to shout it.
At least talk about it.

I'm always chasin' a dream.
Chasin' here and there and you everywhere.
Cause you're the dream I'm chasin'.

I see you daily in my mind.
And in my eyes, you're totally fine.
Proud to tell the other guys that you're mine.

The only problem is, you're just a fantasy.

Which is why?
I'm always chasin' a dream.
Cause in reality , I want you to be real to me.
Oh, I'm chasin'-(chasin' a dream).
And would be surprise if it should come true.