“A Prayer For My People
This prayer is offered
In the many names
Of the One True and Living God.
The One Who commands The Universe.
The One Who demands
That we put Him/Her first!
My people are varied
In their religious and spiritual outlook.
Some are buried
By a falsehood taught to them by crooks.
They’ve been hoodwinked, bamboozled...
And took!
This prayer is for my people
Who sincerely try to do better
But aren’t strong enough!
It’s for those who get frustrated
With The Creator
Because they’re patience isn’t long enough.
This prayer is for the crackhead,
And the winehead!
It’s for the unconscious
Whose eyes are blind
And whose minds are totally dead!
This prayer is for the sister
That’s selling her virtue.
It’s for the teenage sister
Who violates her curfew
Because she hasn’t mastered her nature,
So she’s unable to resist temptation
And falls victim to
pre-mature impregnation.
This prayer is for the brothers
Who think commonplace of
Every sister as a bitch,
A trick, and a hoe.
This prayer is to help
Get their mind back in line
So that they won’t insult or disrespect
Your sister and mine.
This prayer is for my people
Who wish not to be who they are.
It’s for my people
Who hate being what they are.
It’s for my people
Who don’t see their color
As a badge of honor,
But as some shameful scar.
This prayer is for my people
Who have lost their way.
It’s for my people
Living day to day.
It’s for my people
Who no longer believe in themselves.
It’s for my people who have forgotten
Or no longer feel a need to pray.
This prayer is for those
Who before us came.
It’s for those who suffered more…
But pushed forward just the same.
This prayer is for my people
Who died in the middle passage.
It’s for my people
Who endured at the hands of savages.
It’s for those
Who were wise enough to be quiet.
It’s for those
Who were bold enough to speak out!
It’s for those who refused
To remain enslaved,
Having a constant thirst for freedom
And stopping at nothing to seek it out!
This prayer is for Black Leadership.
Those of the past…
Those of the present…
And those that are to come.
This prayer is for my” people!
Good, bad, or indifferent!
Who when the shackles are removed
And given the chance to excel…
Are never out done!!!
This Prayer Was For My People…
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You
Look at You,
behold You,
the shape of You…
a gorgeous woman, that’s You.
Beautiful You,
sexy You,
delightful You…
the one who captures my eye, is You.
The feel of You,
the grip of You,
the squeeze of You,
is what I get in the arms of You.
When I kiss, there’s You.
When I hug, there’s You.
When I touch, there’s You.
Making love to only You.
When I’m asleep, there’s You.
When I awake, there’s You.
When I think, there’s You.
In my dreams, there’s You.
The shoulder I cry on is You.
The ear I bend on is You.
The balance I weigh on is You.
On whose love I depend on is You.
The cause of my smile is You.
The cause of my laughter is You.
The cause of my joy is You.
The one that I love…is You.
The reason I live
is You.
All that I have
I wish to give to You.
In the morning
there is You.
In the afternoon
there is You.
In the evening
there is You.
Thru all the arguments,
trials & tribulations.
Thru all the disappointments,
still there is no leaving You.
I’ll die for You,
kill for You.
And when I lay with You,
I’ll thrill for You!
I’ll tickle you
and tease You.
Lick You
and squeeze You.
Flip, toss, and turn You.
I’ll do it all…
just to please You!
I’ll grind with You,
69 with You.
Seek & find new ways
to blow your mind
with You!
I’ll lay my heart on the line
for You.
Promise to be mindful to…
Love, Honor, and Treasure You.
Maintain, Protect, and Defend You.
From now…
until my life ends…
with You.
You Like It When I Pretend to Love You
I’ve given you evidence,
And I know you’ve seen it,
That my heart isn’t in this thing.
I’ve clearly told you things
And didn’t mean it.
I’ve shown you through my actions
That I don’t always mean what I say.
I’ve apologized for doing you wrong,
Promised not to do it again,
And turned right around and did it anyway!
I’ve stood you up,
Or showed up extremely late.
I call you when and if I feel like it,
And have repeatedly postponed
Or cancelled dates.
And still you love me!
Why?
I’ve heard your tears on the phone,
Hell, I’ve sat there and watched you cry!
Often times I’m hard and cold
In spite of the warmth and affection
You so generously offer.
I ask myself
Why do you stick and stay?
What’s keeping you here?
Why haven’t you gone away?
Why do you put up with some of the things I do?
I’ll tell you why…
because You Like It When I Pretend To Love You.
At any given moment
I may grab you and squeeze you tight.
I might wake you with oral satisfaction
In the middle of the night.
I might surprise you with a new outfit
And a brand new pair of shoes.
Or take you along with me
And let you choose.
You like those tender moments
When I express how much I need you,
And how much I love you.
Those words are precious to you…
They feed you.
Although those moments are rare
And don’t come very often.
You remind yourself of them
When you’re heart is hard
And needs to be softened.
Because you dread the thought
Of losing me
And giving someone else the chance
Of choosing me.
You Like It When I Pretend To Love You.
You give life to my words
Like God gave wings to birds.
You take them and fly!... You Soar!
And go far beyond their true meaning
And what they were intended for.
Anytime I sense your feelings
Are approaching death.
I resuscitate them
Back to life with my breath.
Inhaling hope
So you can once again
Exhale your dreams.
Dreams of you and I together
Happy one to the other
Forever.
No chance of us being apart…
Never!
You Like It When I Pretend To Love You.
Don’t misunderstand me,
I do care.
But not to the degree
That you would like it to be.
But I do care enough
To want you with me.
Deep down in my heart
You know this to be true.
But you choose to ignore it because
You Like It When I Pretend To Love You.
Your Pillow
As I lay here
And watch you sleep.
I wonder what are your dreams?
What secrets do they keep?
What communication is being shared?
Who talks to you?
What are they saying?
Whispers beneath your head
Directly in your ear.
Maybe it’s something your pillow said.
In your absence
I attempt to go where you’ve been
So I place my ear upon your pillow,
Hoping the same things
Would be said again.
My love for you
Is so strong and so deep,
That I’ll follow you anywhere…
Even into your sleep.
I wanna dream your dreams.
I wanna think your thoughts.
I wanna know what joys you’ve had,
And what wars you’ve fought.
I wanna place my nose there
So I can inhale
What you’ve exhaled.
Intake the reactions you’ve expelled
So that I can love you
On another level,
In another realm.
I wanna count the times you’ve cried.
I wanna count each and every tear.
I wanna know
So I can go back and ease the pain.
I wanna be there
To protect you in times of fear.
I wanna leave that part of me in your pillow.
So every time you go there,
I’m there if you need me.
I’m there in whatever capacity
You need me to be.
When you dream of making love to me.
I wanna feel it in “my” sleep!
I wanna share that moment with you.
I wanna feel every stroke!
Long…Hard…and Deep!
I long to know your every wish
So I can fulfill the demand
Long before you give the command.
Give you every confidence
That not only am I willing to but,
Knowing even more so…
That I can.
So you see,
Your pillow is not just a place
You lay your head to sleep.
It’s a place for secrets to keep,
A place where dreams are buried deep.
It’s more than a tool for comfort.
More than something
That makes a bed complete.
Your Pillow.
“Beyond Sex “
I’m gonna get straight to the point…
I want U!
I’m not trying to rush the sex,
because sex should never be rushed.
It should be taken in slowly,
with a sense of enjoyment.
Not empty & unfulfilled
like unemployment.
Because I’m ready to put in some work.
I’m talking about over a period of time,
which includes overtime.
And where I wanna take U…
is gonna take some time.
Would U like to know where I wanna take U?
Beyond Sex
I wanna take U into the unknown.
Into “deep” undiscovered erogenous zones.
I wanna go beyond those familiar sensations,
and create new temptations.
Because deep within U
there are new pleasures to find.
Pleasures that go beyond the physical…
I’m talking about your mind.
Because anybody can bump & grind,
but not everyone can pleasure your mind.
Causing U to have multiple mental orgasms.
Sexual mind spasms…
which not only makes your pussy wet,
but also causes your brain to sweat.
Beyond Sex
I wanna take U deep into space.
I’m talking about a place
well into the universe.
A place GOD has yet to create.
A place when creation is made…
U & I would see it first.
Beyond Sex
I wanna take U to your most extreme fantasy.
I want us to re-define ecstasy,
I want us to re-design sensuality,
I want us to re-fine sexuality.
Beyond Sex
I wanna take U Beyond Sex
to where just the thought of me
causes U to lose your breath.
Hearing my voice
makes U cum all over yourself.
Just seeing me…
makes your clitoris erect
I want it to be to where,
if someone were to ask U to give a description,
All U can do is show them your prescription.
Because it’s an addiction
that only I can fix!
An addiction satisfied only with my dick!
A lick!
A lick so satisfying…
that I’ve tattooed my tongue across your clit!
Beyond Sex
I want U to experience total ecstasy
from head to toe.
I want it to be so
that when U cum,
U can’t seem to stop.
And when U do…
U beg to cum some mo’.
Beyond Sex.