I said, the "I do" in terms of my confirmation of love for you.
Oh, like many that's afraid to honestly commit.
I could have settle for us living together for beneficial means.

While honestly knowing if another interested me.
I could score and play and enjoy the fun of their joy.
And like many states, "we not totally together."

But I confirmed my heart, my soul, my spirit unto you.
To for you ALL the things a spouse should do.
Yes, my confirmation was sealed in marrying you.

I have yet, to understand the shacking up theory scheme.
Where you hear" we're not ready for the big step?"
But co-habilate together in passion and pleasure.

Than cop out when inquired ,why no marriage?"

As much as a woman might say she don't want marriage.
More likely she won't ever see a ring.

But my confirmation were in loving you enough to be one together forevermore.

When love touched my heart?
It was through my prayers to God.
We all hope or wish for a selected one.
To fit that description that we want to love

When this lady came across my path?
I knew instantly the one that sent her.
We all find that someone eventually.

We just have to confirm it.

You say you love.
Then you're not sure.
You say.
Yoou admire me.
Then you states, you're not sure.
You given me conflicting stories.

I say I love.
Which I do believe.
I say you're beautiful.
Which I can plainly see.
Then, I take those words back.
To teach you a thing or two.

Then you repeat words I said about giving me
conflicting stories.

It's like a reporter editing out the important comments.
To twist words around.
And then deny it.

They giving us conflicting stores.
Except my words are true concerning you.

Conflict of the heart.
Conflict of the mind.
Which one should you follow.
As love is affecting you.

One overrules the other many of times.
Creating a division that will warp your mind.
One says go.
One says hold on.
I'm in control.

Those that says follow your heart.
Also seems to be the same ones saying listen to your mind.

You under the spell of conflict.
Which will eventually drives you to fit.

Conflict of the heart.
Conflict of the mind.
We follow one for pleasurable joy.
Which is mostly the one that leaves you standing out side the door.

While the one we should listen too.
Is bringing all types of guilt upon you.
By secretly reminding you.
Who you truly should have listen too?

Ares. the God of War.
Cupid, the God of love.
Plays certain parts in guiding us.

We defend those we love to the bitter end.
Whether they family or vicious enemies.
Those unforeseen conflicts that arises just out of the blue.

Makes us determine to keeps our love ones safe.
We care.
We share.
We love.
While denying this is the truth.
Altho' before our eyes stands total prove.

We breathe.
We scheme.
We dream.
While knowing some dreams won't be reality.

Still we determine to fight it out.
While your love for me is true without a doubt.

Only blinded by some type of conflict.
Which we knows in life has its place.

We run.
We hide.
We confess it.
It hurts inside to bury it.

Because love will rise once again.

We're living in a changing world.
While holding true to old views and rules.
Refusing to be one confronting reality.

We, like many uses God's laws for verification.
When in reality all were written by men during a time when women were lesser in the eyes of men.

Which is why?
More men cries about abortion which deals with the bodies of ladies.
We , don't see men pushing laws of vasectomy.
They refusing to want to be confronting reality.

Should we call it God's law when many political males seem bent on making rules that's Man's law.
Just listen to when various men speaks.

When in truth smart males knows, it's not the *** of women that's weak.

Yes, we living in a changing world.
And it's affecting every man, woman, boy and girl and hosts of others.

When it comes to American ways of adjusting to others.
We find it's hard to accept many half-sisters and brothers.

Oh, How God test us?
To change us.
To impress us to see our truth.
When confronting your self racism?

We limit our views on certain level and express on others.
A Jewish soul marry and Italian soul.
And instantly we attack the marriage and play the religious route concerning them.

Even addressing this upon the children's blessed between them.

We, get more intense and enrage when we see another perspective.
A black male marry around white female in union.
And quickly we run the route of vengeance toward them.

Maybe because of the slavery past that so closely connected to the races.
Instead of seeing love, we see race without confronting our self racism.
Oh, the heat is more upon the white race.
Although various blacks can be just as worse.

And strange to admit, we hear the best racism preached in the house of the Lord by the church leaders.

And odds as it may seem to many.
Being racist doesn't get you any closer to heaven.

Give me a sinner.
And watch them change.

Then give me a saint.
And watch them pretend in Jesus name.

Give me a Prophet.
And watch them preach.

But if they false prophets.
Then they have confuse those seeking a change.

Confuse not those looking for better.
Cause many of us trying to get to heaven.

Happy, am I.
For you found that someone.
Why hate?
When i'm proud to say you're in love.
Congratulation, keep it up.

Keep them satisfied.
Keep beaming that radiance with a smile.
Love isn't easy.
Let alone hard.
But being in love is a true start.

So congratulation, you're in love.

Notice it joy and how wonderful you feel.
To know you have the truest gift  there is.

We elevate crooks, lovers and thieves to lead us.
No different than probably our found fathers.
Although them guys appear smarter.

As much as they were linked to different political parties.
They worked through ways to create amendments or constitution to guide us.

Anything that leans totally one day in a life.
Has never ever been a good thing.
Whether you conservative holding on to outdated views.

Or a brazen liberal seeking to change or shake up things.
We look to CONGRESS to operate around common sense.
Not one guided by the religious organization.

Notice and believe this as truth.
The Supreme Court will never have a majority of women ever over men justices.

Why?
Look at the old aged fools holding onto stupid old age views.

Believe this too?
Women will never hold a majority over men in charge in Congress.
Foolish men barely can deal with the strength of a strong woman.

We base life of anything around the logic of Solomon.
That if you older you must be so much wiser.
Not!

We see many older folks just as stupid than those are young.
Stages, of life, make us adjust and change.

When young wild and bold.
We settle more when we get older.

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.

As, a child we learn right from wrong.
Exactly, what's expected?
So, what happens when we are grown?

As, a child we are taught to be truthful.
But, as adults, we hear I don't wants to get involved?
Or, as some proclaims.
I don't want to be a snitch.
So, what happens when we become grown.

Similar to a little white lie.
A lie is a lie.
And that's the complete truth to this.

Do our conscience moves on?
I'm just wondering.
What happening to the adults?

Our values.
Our morals.
Our senses comes from the impression before us.
So, what happens when we are grown?

We see innocent people gets convicted.
Even, when evidence states they innocent.
The evilness of lawyers to be a politician.
Especially, when they recently elected.
Oh, what happens when we are adults?

Sometimes, it's better to be a child.

You cry foul when justice decides your guilt.
You cry quickly for a lawyer to represents you.
But you're not the victim.

She was.
The one having nightmares at night.
Barely getting any sleep.
Cause of your need to take what wasn't yours to do?

She afraid to trust again.
And if she does, it's only with selected friends.
To which you are not.

You alone, is responsible for this mess.
One neither of you will forever forget..
But she's the one holding more hurt.

The real victim's of your crime.
Now you're crying against the judge decision to make you pay for your crime.

Your son, not the one striving and surviving life.
That son, too lazy to work but quick to rob.
Yes, that on.

Cry not, when he is feet deep at the hand on a gun.
All by trying to rob the wrong one.
Cry not, to the news that they didn't have to **** him.
Have no family members upon the news, with good memories.

You know, by now that is just a sympathy theme.

Your son, loyalty to his gang of choice.
Controlled and ordered to do the will of others.
Now, that he decease, now you speak of ways he was loved.

But, you failed to realize one thing in your conversation.
He was a **** of society, not trying to follow the rules of law and society.

We all make mistakes.
Yes, we are all far from perfect.
And your son just met the consequences of his action.

Consider this.
I have loved you since you was a child.
And as an adult I still love you now.

Consider this.
I have love you since you was a teen.
And not amazed that I still do.

It strictly wasn't based upon your physical self.
But were based upon your sensitive heart.
If caring wasn't a honorable trait.
I know in my mind you would have made it that way.

Consider this.
Others want a ready made relationship.
We learn and adapt to the love experience.
It strictly won't be based around the financial side.

For what we don't have.
You best believe we'll get it in time.
We have the strength and knowledge to survive.

Consider this.
We going to build a love to last a life time.

I admire you.
I'm inspired by you.
Constantly writing poems centered around you.
Your said, your friends wish they had a man like me.

That their problem and not mine.
You're the darling apple of my eyes.
For you I live and probably die.

I'm motivated by you.
Always trying to do the best I can do for you.
Constantly working to keep you happy.
I love your smile.
I love your eyes upon your lovely face.

You're the type of woman when I was young.
I use to think about.
Now, here you are.
The object of my heart.

Ask?
And it's given if in my power.
Seek.
And I'm there searching too.
Knock.
I'm there for you.
Yes, constantly.

You said, your friends wish I could be clone.
Well, that's not going to happen.
I'm yours and yours alone.

We hear so often about our rights.
But what rights we have is a priviledge, governed by laws.
We the people makes the rules.
We the people controls the rules.
And sometimes goes to the extreme to keep them too.

What's right for one?
Isn't totally right for society.
Those that feels brave with a gun.
Sprout about constitutional rights.
And intimidate others by fear.
A sign of times, we will never learn.

For, as guns can protect you.
We aware constantly, they can **** you.
And your constitutional rights share the blame.

When guidance of common sense isn't used.
We let fee based groups dictate the rules.
And, they share a percentage of the blame.

We hear guns don't ****.
That people do.
Which is complete true.
When they use their consitutional rights to do it.
All because, we live by the rights to bare arms.
Which is a priviledge.
Many people fails to see.

Before fallen in love.
Consult your heart.
It has feelings.
It has emotions.
It meant for the weak.
But made for the strong.

Like medication before you take.
Where you must read the direction?
Love is to be taken in similar fashion too.

Consult your heart if it right for you.
If it has truth of caring for you.
Cause in many ways some feel loves has depth to **** you.

So consult your heart about things that can affect it.
Cause only you have the power to protect it

Sad to say.
Son of us a fool for it.
Destroy for it.
And hate to say it even **** to keep it.

Some just controlled by it.

I guess its true love is dangerous.
Why be in it?
When it makes you lose all your common sense.

I been confirmed as guilty.
Tried and convicted.
With some kindness and sympathy.
For love creates emotional holds.

If serving time means, its because of you.
Then I accept my fate.
It wasn't a judge or a jury.
That passed them judgment down.

But our friends.
Who we hung around?
They layed the mallet down.

Together sharing time with the one I love.
Blocked all others that's trying to distract us.
And we spend that special between us.

Yes, i'm cooling.
Just a cooling with you.

There's no better times than a Sunday afternoon.
When things just seems to be right to be with the one you like.
Yes, that special one at the center of your life.

Hey!
I'm cooling.
Yes, cooling with you.

In the park.
In the evening.
In the dark.
Yes, we're cooling.

Smooth music.
While we cruising.
Smooth feelings.
While we're cruising.

I'm into you.
You into me.
While we're cruising.
Yes, i'm cooling.
Cooling with you.

I'm your trademark.
But not your slave.
I'm copyrighted by you to my grave.

We all can deny it.
But by true love we are blinded.
Copyrighted love.
The kind that produce copies.

You own sole rights to my heart.
You're the only published artistic creation of my soul.
You control the rights to my copyrighted love.

It's been registered since day one.
Yes, it has been forever yours.
None can have it or request it.

Although many will try to steal it.
And some will try to gain excess to your copyrighted love.

Salute them.
Respect them.
For they most sworn protectors from the criminals.

They show up.
Sometimes, mainly out numbered.
Dealing with so call tough guys that placed themselves there.

See them cry, beg and talk a good games.
To various mothers, wives and lovers that makes you wonder about their brains.

They deal with grievances been alleged.
Deal with family's members , now trying to protect their child more than when they had freedom.

Deal , with lawsuits from opportunist lawyers ready at the jump o assist them.
Some of the best wealthy folks are living in prisons from lawsuits.

Correctional officers, the vocalists with skills.
No guns, just voice.
But weapons exist if need to be used to gain control.

******, robbers, thieves and more.
All correctional officers see them all.
And yes, some are not the best.

Then even they eventually get arrested.

Respect them that protects you daily behind the walls of prison.

Whether it's an eight/twelve hours or more shift.
I SALUTE all men and women that daily places their life in danger.

Behind walls of correctional institution enhancing rules and regulation to inmates.
Of course you find that familiar one professing like it's an honor to be called convict.

Over phases of offender or inmate.

Unlike those street enforcers with weapons.
The only one you have is your vocal tones to control.

A prayer said daily, if you are of faith to calm your day.
Hold truth that any second, minute anything might happen.
While many families failed to comprehend you didn't make their child apart of the correctional system.

That was their child decision.

It takes strength and fearlessness to operate behind fences.
To be that honest officer following the rules.
For even some co-workers eventually ends up behind these same various walls.

RESPECT is an earned trade and trait.
Like your word is your bond.

But in a place that operates twenty four seven.
Your work is never done.
So to all correctional officers I SALUTE YOU!

Correct those that say negative comments about others.
To be quiet means, we supporting their views.
Sure they have the freedom to speak.
Well, in America anyway.
But if rudeness is against your rules.
Correct those.

Notice that more rage comes from things people say.
Talk about anyone disable and watch their face.
Instantly, you can judge if you said the wrong things

Signs, of a good parent.
Stands out in their correction.
Signs, of a good person stands out in correction.

Proverbs fifteen and thirty two address honesty to the world.
Just depends of the version of the scriptures.
They who ignores discipline despises themselves.
But whoever heed corrections gains understanding.

Some will listen to these words.
Then others will forever be logged as disobedient to us.
Still correct those , who will listen?

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.

You can be what you wanna be?
On cloud nine.
Well, Whitfield and Strong knew ways to master your voice with the Temptations by taking you in a different direction.

And we must admit you pass the certification.
Sure many still contribute the success of the group to him.
And the continued rise to you.

I can't get next to you.
Well, truth be told after you only a few excel in your lead spot.
After him, you kept the position hot.

And we could care less about keeping up with the Joneses.
Because as the song states, they made many people lives a mess.
According to the song.

Couldn't believe it?
That this day would come.
I guess you didn't see the reasons.
Although I told you more than once.

That the communication just isn't there.
Even when we talk it seems your thoughts are elsewhere.

I didn't lie.
Didn't hold back my views.
Told you we must agree or just go our separate ways.

We at the crossroad when we seeking different things.
And you couldn't believe it?
Why be so shocked or amazed?

He was struck and abused.
Taunted and attacked.
But continued on against the rush of protesters.
Could we stand his pain?

If chosen to stand in for Jesus.
Who would volunteer?
Or run away because of fear.
Could we be that one?
Standing in for the Son of man.

He requested others to follow him.
And , while it's not reported by ministers.
I'm sure some questioned him.
It's human nature.
Still, they went.
And not all was fishermen.

We know, who's the greatest carpenter was?

Could we accept his assignment to do?
Can we affect others like he affected you?
While proudly proclaiming God is love.
Could we?

There you stand requesting to get into heaven.
God inquire why?
Why should be selected in?

You state this you state that.
Then God address your past.
Are you willing to answer it.
After all God controls the final judgement.

He level out all the wrongs you done.
And point out that not once has you apologized to anyone.
We all have something to be SORRY for in life.

Say not!
Then you not ready for counseling with God.

What's your problem?
He asked.
And he did it through thought process.
And I open up.
And confess to him everything.

It's not like he doesn't know.
He just wanted the built up emotion to flow.
For me to release my inner deep feelings.

We all come to him for an answer.
And his door always open.
No set appointment.
No proclaiming I'm busy.
That I get back to you later.

God, the counselor is available twenty four hours.
Not just when you're praying.
Even when you experience joy.

Once, you told him your conversation.
Watch the way you begins to shine.
God's going to accomplish his mission.
He just wants you to accomplish yours.

God, the counselor is an unpaid servant of the world.
And we very aware he's owed so much more.
Simply, for blessing us.

With jobs.
With life.
With parents.
With kids.
With good instructors.
With good friends that don't judge us for any offense.
When some think they are more perfect.

Whatever success we find?
We know God did it.
And success isn't based around wealth.
It just might be health.
It just depends on the way you look at it.

Have a talk with the Counselor.

Seven days a week.
Plus those various days of the months.
Keep this in your mind along with my love.

Cause I want you too count each day as the day, I love you.

What trouble?
What trouble is there?
I  just can't survive.
I survive everyone of them with you at my side.

You know, in my voice.
From my tone.
I admire and love you alone.

So count each day as the day, I love you.

With this statement spoken.
You must realize tome, you're not a token.

I revoke all the feelings I feel for you.
At one point I wanted to choke you.
Then level a hateful joke toward you.

This is my countermand.
And there's no renegotiation to salvage this situation.
No, we not at war.
You, not that important.

Just remember I once was yours.

Girl, you know.
I'm just a country boy with my country's ways
Girl, you know.
I'm just a country boy with my country's ways.

I can look you in the eyes and make you smile.
And within minutes have you hypnotized.

And within time prove to you I was meant for you.
By leaving a lasting impression on you.
Cause I'm a country boy with my country ways.

I am built with a charm that many see.
Born to love and be free.
Very loving in my own way.

Cause I'm a country boy with country ways.

See me, feel me, Girl gets to truly know me.

I'm not into Tim Mcgraw.
And might never be.
I'm not even into Faith Evan although country is a vital part of me.

Some might say, I'm missing a lot.
It's just not country music to me.
But acts trying to be rock stars.

Now, name the Statler Brothers or Mel Tillis.
Or Loretta Lynn to Reba then you talking directly to me.
I was country long before the change.

Can name legendary acts that others stars can't name.

Marty Robbons, Roger Miller and others isn't hardly mention today.
Unless someone's doing a tribute act to them.
But these was artist that contribute to the country music today.

They might have worn glitter suits and played guitars.
And yes, some probably was too conceited to be a true star.
I was country long before the change.

I remember Dolly singing upon the Porter Wagoner show.
Yes, long before she had her own personal show.
I even remember those artists Waylon, Willie and others being called outlaws.

And I guess this is when this field beginned to change.
Still I was country long before the change.

But in truth nothing ever remain the same.
We all must accept growth.
Simply for the facts it brings a growth to us.
Even if I'm listening to Carrie Underwood and that Jason dude.

Life.
Count your blessing.
Love.
Count your blessing.
These two things should be enough.
Yes, to count your blessing.

Family.
Count your blessing.
Friends, if true.
Count your blessing.
These two have more worthiness than you could imagine.
So, count your blessing.

Angels, comes in many disguises than we realize.
Blessings, comes in many ways.
Then those that could cross our minds.

Material wealth might means importance to some.
But sincereship means, a little more.
So, count your blessing.

God sent them.
All we must do is be willing to accept them.
And count our blessings.

Cover me up, with your love.
Just cover me up,  with your warmth.

It doesn't have to be cold to feel you.
Just cover me up cause you want to.

It doesn't have to be an occasion to be kissed.
But we do it more when they are missed?
A wonderful feeling.

Cover me up-tightly-tightly
With your love.

Come me up-nightly nightly
With your warmth.

The heat from you does create steam.
Also great dreams and memories.


Just cover me up.
Put your arms around me and just share your charm.

Serve God.
Worship Him.
Not the minister of your church living in sin.

Serve God.
Stay focus upon Him.
Make Him your world in all you do.
Not those elevating high upon pastoral anniversary day.

Most times churches get the message wrong.
When a fallen leader of the church falls.
Hide not his sin but let their renewing begin.

We all fall short of grace and the Lord God hates the cover-up to protect.

Still, you hear these defender cries think about the church.
But this is just a foundation.
While the WORD is the truth.

We hear it often.
And repeatedly told.
That there are something about a women.
That needs to be left to a man imagination.
As, if they hadn't imagine anyway.

They say cover up.
Cover up your goodies.
They just don't need to be shown.

But you can cover up head to toe.
Men will still try to figure things out.
Some women just know this for a fact.
Even, if you cover up all the way to the neck.

Many women have attracted men with less.
That's for sure.
And some will always remain independent against advice.

We see sinners of lust in the street.
And many more in the house of the Lord.
They just pretends more to support the cover up.

Cause many times, it was the uncovered that created the trouble.
So, we know at one time they was covered up.

Covid  God and love.
Sow many that when pushed by one?
Fear they ran into and not from.

God, constantly preach in churches, temples, and makeshift building.
Became a losing theme to many.
And Covid did it.

Any other time you heard turn to God for all your strength.
Whatever you need?
God can provide it.

But the Almighty strength took second to fear of Covid.
But through it, all love stayed.

History has showcased them as brutes.
All with their off shoot units of squads.
Terrorizing innocent people.

Notice when it came to face justice.
Many took the easy way out.
Suicide or some other way.

They still are coward of men.

Most wasn't over six feet tall.
Although a few was.

They robbed , stole, ***** those against their purpose.
Some even became wealthy in their pursuit.

Coward of men wearing grey suits.

With that symbol upon their arms.

Then they came to an end.
When the honored troops came in.

They ran, they hide and deny their past.
Even to this day, when the Nazis hunters comes their way.

Coward of men.
History doesn't do you justice.
For you didn't earn that right.

We know that he doesn't know.
Players have the power to send a powerful message to the master.
He knows but doesn't know what he should?

Example of life.
The Giants playing the D-Boys on Sunday night football.


All venture out for the game to play.
But suddenly remember one thing.
The cowboys refuse to play.

Lights, action, cameras rolling across the field.
And the D-boys takes a knee.
Like the show What would you do?

So he fine them.
But the game won't be played.

What would happen?
What Jerry Jones have to lose?
Wait?
Did you say plenty?

Endorsements from all corners.

Players have the power to hurt the master's owners in the pocket.

Fans will be enraged, upset.
Especially those who are very rich?

Cowboy  Jones, be the subject for all commentary.

Like that ice cream you're hungry for.
I'm cravin' you.
Like that salad that's healthy for you.
I'm cravin' you.

You're like a thirst of water that I'm in need of.
Just a simple sip would make me want more.
I'm cravin' you.

Somethings we know isn't good for us
But that doesn't stop us from wanting to explore.
It just makes us want it a lot more.

daisy bazy crazy is so lazy.she does everything so crazy. i'm making this poem as i go. but daisy bazy is so lazy like daisy

We all are mentally stuck with something.
Some of us control it better.
Yes, better than other.
We all are crazy people in a crazy world.

But unlike a few.
We able to avoid the conflicts we see.

Crazy man stuck on love.
Demanding ways and controlling her.
Or a crazy woman unable to let a love go.

All making the wrong decision that finds them behind the walls of the correctional system.

Crazy people.
Well, who they really?
They all of us to various degrees.

We see this in teen.
In kids and adults.

And all we ever say, those people are CRAZY!

Bad love, bad luck, and I don't regret it at all.
Tough love, tough fall, but I am recovered from it.

Memories come, memories fade, but like in books, we turn the page.
And create another love story.

Create, a world with me.
Happiness only allowed.
Even if there may be tears every then and now.

Pledge to me your love.
To the end of time.
It is seal within, your heart and mine.

Create, a world with me.
Where joy is only shared?
And we will keep it up cause we are in love.

Some might even say.
This world of ours isn't true.
But in this world right here.
It simply meant us two.

Create, a world with me.
Where you are number one?
In this heart of mine alone.
You are second to no one.

Please, just agree to create a world with me.
Others will try to invade it.
But out strong bond will protect us.