I don't know whether this is a dream or a fantasy...
But how could it possibly be...
That on this night you here with me...
You can be anywhere in the world that your heart so desire...
But after days of working on my mind In my heart you choose to retire...
You can rest there as long as you remain there...
I will always love you as long as you show me you care...
They say home is where your heart is...
So when you return home I promise to always be there...
But you must understand that a one sided promise just ant fair...
So you got to promise the same...
Also you got to take my name..
From here on out nothing will be the same...
See this all started with a wave...
But it would of all went away...
If you didn't have the strength to stay...

So now we stuck in this little world of ours...
We left everyone on the outside...
And decided to build a home...
We standing at the alter...
My mentality has been altered...
I take your hand from your father...
To begin a new life...
From this point on may we become one...
Till the end of time may we remain one...
We just got to stay strong...
I know we going to have our ups and downs...
But when them bad times come along...
We just got to remember them good times...
Like the nights we spent on the phone...
Late Night Conversations...
Mentally Ventilating...
Memories Commemorating...
Intellectually Reintegrating...
How we belong together...
In our alphabet's lets make "I" and "U" the only letters...
"I Love You" always remember them 8 letters...
When I say, "I Do"...
I mean "I Do"...
I just hope that you mean it too...
If you ready for it just take my hand...
We'll take this world together...
I give you my good...
I give you my bad....
I give you my heart...
I give you my mind...
I give you my soul...
If you going to take me girl you got to take me whole...

As I stand her on my bended knee...
Delivering my soul to another human being...
Forcibly...
See, she already has a part...
She's in possession of my heart..
So I must question her motives...
If I gave her my soul what would she do with it???
Will she cherish it just for a moment and be through with it???
Than I begin questioning myself...
Should I go through with it???


She stand there as thoughts go through her head...
Why is this man on his knee???
Is he pledging his love to me???
Should I take his name and give him my heart...
Will he cherish it and never part???
Or will he hold it only for a moment and be through with it???
Questioning my motives...
Than Questioning herself...
Should she go through with it???

See I feel as if the timing is right...
Will you marry me???
Right here, Tonight???

Wow...
Shocked...
Amazed...
Astonished....
She sits there....
With a blank stare...
This the moment she dreamed of...
But is this the man that she dreamed of???
See she than been in love before...
But every man let her down that she loved before....
So she dont know if she ready for this level of commitment...
But if she missed this chance she might forever live a life of resentment...
In her mind it becomes crowded...
She has too much to think about...
But in a matter of seconds her path becomes clear...
Her new life begins here....

Yes, Yes, Yes....
Tear....

I sit there in silence as if I didn't hear...
Begin to smile as realization set in and I lose all fear...
It seems as if God sent me here...
Only to find you...
Now that I found you...
I feel as if my life is complete...
So in a way of words what I'm trying to say is that,
You complete me...

Tears running down her cheeks but on her face is a smile...
Happiness like this only come once in awhile...
The she spoke....
Before I met you I was all alone...
I was contempt with being alone...
Not until I met you did I truly feel lonely when ever I was alone...
I feel as if we was meant for each other...
I feel as if God made you just to be my lover...
I feel like every time we touch something magical happens...

Well this isn't magic girl this is God's grace...
Through him we was able to come to this sacred place...
Where only we exist...
In front of us is an abyss...
Of darkness,
So neither one of us know what we about to go through...
But I know I'll be able to handle it as long as I got you...

After that point no more words were exchanged...
The next few hours become explicit...
Who ever would of guess love like this existed...

She's an escape
To say the least

When I'm lost
Surrounded by demons
For her attention I be feigning
She so lost in her own thoughts
That she didn't notice me there
I guess she was unaware
Because she put that little sign on the door
That read...
"Boys Beware"....
She already than caught on to game
Or just got tired of hearing the same
So maybe that's why I stuck up in here
To spit some poetry in her ear
Not just things she want to hear
But words to make everything crystal clear

I let her know my mind wonders about her
When I no longer want to think about the pain
From my past relations
She is my medication
She is my motivation
She is my oxygen
She is my best friend
She is my escape....

Sometimes I go through my notebook like...
What is this???
Is this poetry???
Did I write this???
See when I write I go to a place where only I exist
Because only I can see through my eyes
So only I can see the lies they tell
They want to see friends
But I can only see people that wish I fail
You can never manipulate eyes
By telling lies
So I only believe what I see
Never what I hear
But sometimes the things I hold near
Turn out to be lies
Sometimes my eyes drop tears
But I don't know why...

Why do you put lies in your rap???
Just setting yourself up for a trap...
You say gold this and infinity...
But don't got none of it...
You offending me...
You can't become friends with me...
I don't know you...
Stay away from me...

See nowadays everybody wants to be a rapper...
And if not a trapper...
Some how I just ended up being a poet..
Taking the whines of the drunken dope fiends...
Turning them to a lesson for the youth to do the right thing...
Don't you know everyone of them had dreams...
But their dream world isn't where they ended up it seems...
So now they get high to take trips to a world of dreams...
It's a place you don't want to go...
Unless you are prepared for the devil to play tricks on you...
You lost track on what's reality...
Now you can't even define yourself...
How do you plan on finding yourself...
Stop listening to societies lies..
And start asking why...
Why is it "cool" to glorify sin...
And act like a fool...
But to be smart is to be labeled "Un-cool"...
Why is being "good" lame???
Where did society get so ****** up with to begin???
Why do so many people conform to be the same???
Why is the world ruled by vices???
Is it somehow by the devil devices???
But who has time to ask questions any ways...
So you just get drunk and high...
Figuring this is the way for society to get by...

Poetry is...
Feelings and emotions...
Words going through the motions...
Of life commotions...
A broken heart's...
Magical potion...
Pain receives healing...
Behind deep notion...

Poetry is...
What ever I make it...
I bend reality...
Sometimes telling lies...
So others can see the truth...
Like saying, "Love Doesn't Exist"...
Or maybe that's true...
And your world consist solely on hate...
It depends on you...
You choose your faith...
I'm just here to twist your reality...

Poetry is...
Feelings and emotions...
Words going through the motions...
Of life commotions..
A broken heart's...
Magical potion...
Pain receives healing...
Behind deep notion..

Poetry is...
Relief...
An escape...
From society...
Into me...
From everything...
I put my thoughts together and create...
Leaving behind societies lies at the gate...
Everything they taught me about righteousness...
Consisted of some form of hate...
So I put their lies up to the light...
God over shadows them every time...
He's the inspiration behind every line...
The reason I write...
So now I write to impress him...
Hoping that my words express him...
And his love...

Poetry is..
Feelings and emotions...
Words going through the motions...
Of life commotions..
A broken heart's..
Magical potion...
Pain receives healing...
Behind deep notion..

Poetry is what ever you make it...

The devil has given mind control of the youth
To these rappers
If not,
At least to these actors
So now the youth on the streets are actors
Playing in a motion staring picture
And if you didn't catch the picture
They reveal the image
That they seen on the tv screen
Such an evil thing
See the devil is smart
A T.V. is worth way more than a nuke

Don't you understand,
The Devil comes under the false advertisement of peace
Under who advisement is you looking for war
You thought he come with all out destruction
Naw, He came with false hopes of construction
You don't need to enslave the body
When you control the mind
Jim Crow
It took awhile but it seems,
They finally mastered his teachings....