Having Trust
Ability to Talk
Telling the Truth

--It’s the tools to free yourself from the stereotypes of this world's stigma

As bad as you wanna give it to me, I wanna give it to you

As much as you love me, I’m way to deep in it with you

As crazy as you think about me, I’m already crazy about you

As sweet as you show me off, is where you’ll receive my all to you

“But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light:”
‭‭1 Peter‬ ‭2:9‬ ‭KJV‬‬

Lord, tonight I’m on my hands & knees, so I hope that you’re Listenin’.
Getting difficult for me to avoid multiple temptations
I’m trying to stay discipline.
Unlike mankind, I’m choosing to be build different.
Changing the outcome of my actions, I’m being way more vigilant.
I want to keep our promise we made together through this covenant.
And, I take full responsibility. I know that I’m not innocent.
~
Man, last year I got into a fight with man who was ignorant.
Got upset over a call in basketball I made & he lost it.
Took his frustration out on me due to his emotions being bottled in.
He had it out for me for a long time, this was no coincidence.
I wanted to mark his face with a final blow that would be permanent.
I was ready to risk it all that day during this whole incident.
~
Okay, summer time comes, I was in class all day studyin’
Evening shifts, late nights, grinding hard, constantly hustlin’
After 5 long weeks I failed my finance class that I was in
Program dropped me out of it, GPA low, not proud of it
Tick off cause I felt like all that hard work was all for nothin &
Decided to switch up, pursue poetry that I’m passionate in
So I left school, never looked back at the lost accomplishment
~
2019 was the start of a beginning breakup.
A test-run to give me a taste of a nasty setup.
March 29th- the day lost everything due to a house fire.
Left a terrible sight in my eyes making feel bitter.
Homeless for 4 months with nothin attached to my name neither.
Life handing out frustration, gimme a minute, I need a breather.
~
But now I’ve grown more mature while learning how to stay pure.
Stuck in this grey area of love of feeling sure & sometimes insecure.
My girl-I know I’m good for her, but I’m also real to her.
Times are different with her, hopefully not like what they once were.
Learning how to not blind myself when I express love.
Searching for your voice, God, tell me if she’s the one?
Hoping for a yes so I know that I am enough.
Otherwise the 3 of us will have a lot to discuss, that’s real.
~
I deal with a lot of people situations beside me
People want to disrespect me vs try and protect me
Everyone wants to control me, but don’t know how to love me
Everyone say they miss me, but won’t come see me
Everyone likes to go ghost and do it so freely
Everyone choose to banned me rather than try to understand me

I’ve heard stories about the men in my family
Who were once kings to the wrong woman,
Become slaves as their dreams were taken away

I’ve watched the men in my family
Struggle through drugs & back-child support only to find out the child may/may not have been theirs

I’ve talk to the men in my family
That allowed a woman’s body to be known first, rather than know her. First reason why they’re divorced

I’ve lost many men in my family
Who souls were filled with goals
Corrupted by the world & it’s materialistic things, trending like followers.
Now their body is no more than a sleeping hollow

“What’s the point in having all of these accomplishments if I can’t even share these moments with somebody???”

~One of the many reasons why I’m gonna get married.

You may not understand every poem that is written
Or the message they send.

So appreciate the art, story tellers, fictions, struggles, good & bad times-the life of poetry.

Because each poem, including this one, has something to give.

So you ask God for the “perfect woman.”
Specifically about her style, traits, personality, believes & well, her body.
Writing down every single detail.
Then it happens- God delivers the woman of your dreams.
It's everything you wanted.
An endless river stream of love poured down into the soul
as everything feels perfect.
Too perfect... or so it seems

Now, you’re worried
It’s uncommon for you to be treated by the “perfect woman.”
As your mind races, you began to panic.
Searching for flaws & hoping to find negative habits.
Yet, you come up with nothing...
So you convince yourself,“ No this can’t be real?!”
You advise the “perfect woman” to leave.
Due to denial, you canceled your dreams.
No trust in God’s plan, signs of guilt tripping.

Now you realized what you have done.
What a mess you made.
You knew you should've stayed.
Regretting your decision
You chase & beg the “perfect woman” to take you back.
She says "no"-which causes frustration.
Now you blew it, & what's worst? You knew it.
So you go back to square one
Where it all began,
Asking God for another "perfect woman" to come into your life again...

I am a child of God
I am not to be played with.
Born with a soul purpose to carry joy & provide.
My flaws may get me into trouble but
My presence shines peace.
Yet, threaten me with your demonize ignorance
& I will introduce you to your grave.
I promise your relationship will be intimate.

My, my well look at you
The audacity of you looking so good, yeah you sure is cute
Bringing that love & passion, it ain’t no thing
Let me prove myself to you, I’m trying to give you a ring

You got on that new outfit & a bonus check
Pink peony semi-Matte all over them lips
Book smarts-Street knowledge, can’t do no wrong
At the gym, legs fit, upper body real strong

Queen looking real bad, ain’t got no choice
Fall in love every time I just hear her voice
She’s my "P.Y.T-Michael Jackson(R.I.P)", she got that fire & ice
Double-take, owe I had to look at her twice

She boo
She fly
She cute
Can’t even lie
She dope
Real smooth
Girl oooouuu! Yassss you fine!

She look like Bae

In the beginning,
Me & you had a meet & greet.
We interact with each other
Getting to know one another
As we enjoy the rest of our day together connecting.
Fast forward-Time flies, the days go by
Texting, calling, & meeting you is almost a daily routine.
Things went well, with what seems high promise
However; We never tell how our hearts are truly feeling.

As time goes on, we begin to lose contact.
You stop seeing my face
Distance is placed
Interest seems lost with no knowledge of what caused
You to focus somewhere else.
So....There’s really not much for me to do besides leave & be cool about it.

To be honest:
I can’t be mad, nor even be sad
Also, not to sound mean or make a scene but...
Did I waste my time???

Everybody that you already liked,
you don’t f-k with them no more.

We still spend more time & money trying to build over broken cracks  
Rather than tear it all down & rebuild our foundation

I developed from being a young man,
And evolved into a grown man.
Life of happiness and prosperity in abundance of wealth,
Lifelong improvement of my health.
Stay on time paying bills ,
Being one bad brotha that can cook on the grill.
Place faith in this house,
Provide for my lover, so I have to make every moment count.
Instead of going out on weekends to get drunk or cross faded,
I stay home working on poetry,
focus on meditating on top of meditating.
~Forever King