White beans.
Pinto beans.
Even turnip greens
Or lima beans with hot water country bread make from scratch.
Left an impression upon you as you reflects back.

With children's so picky about food they like.
They would have been thankful for , what they had to eat at night?

Wendy's, Mcdonald's, or any other fastfood.
You only saw it only Friday mostly.
It just wasn't a selected choice.

When you would rush home to see the meal being prepared.

Yes, the days of being young.
You look back and realize , how bless you was?

We all should salute our moms.
And in some cases back then.
Even our dads.

The days of being young.

Tri-cycles still are better then a Big Wheel.
Even the simple bicycles back in the day.
Stands out better then some of these high prices bikes today.

You use your imagination.
And mainly knew all your neighbors.

From the Postman to the Mother Patrol.
Who knew them that lived next door?
Not all was creeps.
Even if one of the house might have creeped you out.

You knew church.
Oh, how you knew church?
That's the one place mom made sure you knew.

And, if pushed by dad refusal to attend.
He made you know it too.

Gosh, the days of being young.
I wouldn't change them for anything.
But, why should I?

When they make up this poem.

Doesn't He love us?
Doesn't He care?
Doesn't He listen?
Doesn't He?

Lamentation, speaks that the Lord is good unto them that wait for him.
And to those souls that seeks him.
We all know seek and you shall find.
And He deserves to be found.
Doesn't He?

He has the power to rein us in.
Doesn't He?

He gives us strength.
He gives us joy.
He gives us peace.
He gives us love.
Doesn't He?

He gives us humility.
He humble us.
He gives us compassion.
He gives us mercy.
Doesn't He?

It's because of him we are not consumed.

There are new beginnings every morning you awake.
That one opportunity to makeup for your mistakes.
And to deny that you never made any.
Would be a mistake.

He takes the worse in us.
And makes it good.
When there are times he don't have too.
He protects us.
Doesn't He?

He picks us up.
When down.
He delivers to us message accordingly.
He's precious than gold.

He has a redeeming spirit that we seek daily.
Doesn't He?
We should place him about all things.
Shouldn't we.

We know him.
Let's enjoy him.

Its been said some people don't like to hear Merry Christmas.
But I'm going to say it.
Besides, who's going to stop me?

Who's going to violate my first amendments right?
Just who?
Courts, politicians can decide this or that.
Facts, still remains, I'm going to say Merry Christmas.

Some say, Happy Hanukkah.
Some say, Happy Kwanza.
Some say, Happy Holidays.
While I say Merry Christmas.

There's various reasons given to ,why they complains?
But in my perspective I have nothing to explain.
Accept, what I say.
As I accept, what you say.

Without making the Christmas' Season seems worse because of things we say.
Especially, when I say Merry Christmas.
And like I said, who's going to stop me?

He shock the world.
When he shook his hips.
Have various people giving an opinion of him.

He shock the world.
When he curled his lips.
Soon there was many impersonating him.
Or least inspired by him.

The poor Mississippi boy that became a star.
Who serve his country?
And truly loved his mom.
Who had a manager called Colonel?
Who wasn't one at all?

We saw southerners and others saying he was ruining our youth.
But some probably thought this about Sinatra's too.
He did a few good movies.
And a few bad ones too.
Plus, he also shook here and there in those movies too.

Now, when people reflect back they states his greatness.
Plus, he still have many trying to impersonate him.
I just know he shock the world.
When he shook his hips.

Why didn't the star player play?
Many question's the decision of the coach.
Rumor circulated he was jealous.
Rumor circulated he was confused.
Some even spoke of the player breaking a rule.

After, the game they asked the coach.
But, he remained silent.
Or reflected the questions.

When they asked the star player.
Even, he didn't speak.
They just couldn't figure out.
Why play a player?
Who's obviously weak at the game?

Then, they started talking to the weak player.
Who have replaced the star?
He gave honors and gratitude to the star.
Who let him play in his place?

He stated, the star player.
Wants folks to remember.
It's just a game.

While some see winning.
As everything.
While friendship is built,
from the memories of the game.

My Kingdom has a place for you.
If you followed all the requests, I asked of you?
But I'm Catholic.
My Kingdom has a place for you.

Well, I'm Protestant.
My Kingdom has a place for you.
Well, I'm Methodist.
My Kingdom is reserved for you.
If you abide by my commandments.

They were spoken and written to guide you.

But I'm Muslim.
My Kingdom is reserved for you.
I'm Pentecostal.
Still, my Kingdom is yours too.

Whatever religion you belongs too?
I don't discriminate like people amongst you do?
I notice.
I acknowledge it.
And decides, who comes into my place.
For, I Am God.

Even if you are spiritual only.
My words affected you.
And have found a connection too.
For , I Am God.
Plus, I Am Love.

When you see people breaking up for small reasons.
I come to this conclusion.
Our love isn't bad.

For them to think, there won't be major disagreement.
Only mirror they not ready to be in love.

When you see people explain they was going in different ways.
Makes me realize.
Our love isn't bad.

I could offer an assessment that we came to understand one another.
But that be like lying cause we had plenty of them.
We just agree to disagree about , what truly  matters?

No relationship hadn't had financial problems.
And it's hard to avoid the in-laws that creates many of them.
Even when they mean well.

No relationship doesn't contain some kind of jealousy.
Even if it's from one side of the lovers.
Who might discover more than they was searching for.
Especially, when it's an innocent one.

I just came to this conclusion.
Our love isn't bad.
We've been happy.
We even been sad.
But through it all, we're still together.
Which I want to be forever.

I saw those eyes look back.
And turned and walked away.
And instantly in my mind, I knew.
I once knew love.

It was before me walking away.
And I have only myself to blame.

I guess too much of a good thing.
Gets abuse in some way.
Or taken for granted as folks say.

Cause I once knew love.
Which was in the my true love.
Who I saw walking away?

And here I stand in personal pain.

Santa, couldn't make it on Christmas Day.
So, his spouse has a chance to drive.
With the assistance of the elves.
Mrs. Claus took it upon herself.
To make sure all the children's has their day.

With the reindeers prepared.
And a few female elves assistants aboard.
She took to the sky.

While waving to her husband Santa goodbye.
She use as her phase, Happy, Happy Holidays.
As she came and departed many family's places.

After completing her filled in position.
She heard her spouse, said he's tired.
After she has given him a break.

With a snare and a frown upon her face.
She slowly heard Santa say-Happy, Happy Night.
It's time for us to turn in.
And share some jolly quiet time.

As, her spouse turns down the lights.

They see you.
But refuses to speak.
They watch you pass.
And don't say a thing.

They all wish and hope.
For the chance to be with you.
Except they don't approach.

You intimidate.
Even when you don't mean too.

They whisper nice compliments.
Which you never get the chance to hear.
Yes, you have your standards.
Which some guys do too.

And those that wants to approach.
Are simply afraid.
So they stay silent.
Dreaming they have been with you.

You intimidate.
But good looking women do.

But they never know your heart of sincerity.
If they won't step to you.
Because in truth.
You need love too.

The face of a church has always been the pastor.
Before mega churches came along.
And everyone's wants to be a Bishop.

He stood at the door and greets you.
Simply made you felt like you were at home.
While the small choir or congregation.
Belted out a famous old hymn song.

Like, How Great Thou Art?
Or Amazing Grace.
Or maybe, the Old Rugged Cross.
There wasn't away you wasn't going to feel close to God.

The Pastor.
The main face of your church.
Who invited anyone and everyone to come to worship.

There wasn't no way you couldn't say.
He wasn't a man of God.
Because in all his sermons to the church.
He spoked highly about the love required of God.

In a society filled with racial hate.
He would nail the hammer down.
That God wouldn't accept you into his Kingdom.

And ,whether you have anything for offering or not.
He wouldn't push or shove you to give a lot.
He simply stated to you to give, what you got?

Cause, he always ways spoke truth.
That God answer's prayers according to their needs.

He wanted you to prosper.
But not to lose focus.

The Pastor.
The messenger of the Lord.
Teaching us the truest way to love.

We all been told be that person your parents would be of in life.
One they talk about with great delight.
So, men be that man your lady is proud of to love.
Who goes to battle to protect the honor of that man she loves?

Be that man she can count on.
When obstacles comes before her.
Or even you.
Not all in laws know, the way to get along.

Some loves drama more than trying to love.

Be that man that holds the honor of being a man to high esteem.
One the object of many women dreams.

Don't be that man wanting multiple lovers.
Seeking trouble after trouble.

Do be that man that respects others.
Especially, the one he call his woman.

Yes, be that man.

What you notice about a sinner?
You better believe they notice about you.
What you ask a simple person?
You better believe they tell everyone.
It's human nature at work.

You most likely can test a person honesty.
By tellng them crooked things to see the things they say.
If they state if they found a bag of money and would keep it.
Then they you truly don't want to know.
But, it's human nature following the flesh.

Where we are very aware of our soul?
That if we look at ourselves in the mirror we won't like the reflection.
But, this is human nature.
From it we seek protection.

I always wonder about certain sectors that has harem of women,
at their beck and call.
Solely reserved for them.
Not willing to share them.

Like a slave girl in waiting.
Simply waiting for a invitation.
While the allege number one harem holds the rank.

This one man holding himself out as leader.
All because certain rules dictates this logic.
Sometimes make wonder.

Do they feel love?
Or simply need to be wanted?
Obvious, once selected they must submit.
Any reject of him.
Might means she will be killed.
Sometimes make wonder.
If it's worthy the trouble for the women.

Being apart of a harem.

Some say, it's a culture thing.
But we see this in many regions of countries.
Where women let the man dictate their life?
Oh, what a life?

You can't move without his permission.
You can't be independant in anyway.
Your ways are dictated from day to day.

This ia all apart of being a harem.
Oh, yes.
Stupidity in the making.

Notice her beauty.
Notice her love.
Simply notice her.

The one you give your all too.
Probably notice more about you.
And show it more.
Many ladies do.

So it's only fair to notice her.

If someone says, you talk too much about her.
It's none of their concern.
She's the one you love and adore.

And they might just be jealous.
Because they didn't notice her first.

Yes, notice her.
And see the best in her.
Cause you're the one she decided to love

Nevertheless.
My eyes adore you.
Nevertheless.
My lips loves to kiss you.
They sweet as honey.
Delicious like grapes.

Still, neverless.
I'm in need of you.

I could lie, deny and hide behind the truth.
But, what would it do?
When my heart belongs to you.
You have the facts.
You have the proof about the ways I yearn for you.

Nevertheless.
It's what the power of love can do.

Must we question our senses?
When people in general and various politicians speak.
Just to appear to others perspectives and views.

If we take away the second amendments?
Would folks fall apart?
If given a choice between life and a gun many would choose the wrong one.

If we take away the scriptures that supposed to guide us?
We still would take the wrong path because many still don't adhere to the holy bible.

If we take away our senses that is within all of us?
We still have the common sense to be guided correctly.

If we take away the sun?
There still be a light among us.

If we take away racism?
Just imagine how great the world would be?

But we surrounded by fools that live by the gun.
But if we take away some assault weapons?
We might see a slightly lower number.
Still, it won't solve our problem?

In life.
There are many truth.
Even amongst the falsehoods.

A boy needs his dad.
To teach him ways to be a man.
A father won't let you disrespect mom.
Who is his wife?
To him that's isn't going to happen.
And it won't many time.
If you guided right.

Dad, teaches you things a mother can't.
Altho' many tries due to cirmcumstances.
But it's dad, who teaches you to wear your pants.

This fad letting them hang.
Doesn't fly with a good father in your life.
Not even with a good woman called your wife.

A boy needs his dad to confide in.
Somethings you just can't tell mom.
Then again.
There are things he doesn't tell her.
Altho' he told you.
And sworn you to secrecy the way many mothers do too.

If you know yes sir and no mam.
Then you was blessed by two.
And as a boy of birth to mom.
Dad was blessed too.
He has someone to do things with.

It might be sports.
It might be games.
It could be a variety of things.
Even , a school play.
Which in truth many mothers attends more.
But the smile grows brighter when he see dad.
And right back at the son, who forever seems smiling?

A boy needs his dad.

Memories are made from the way you create them.
And in many sons memories dad is apart of them.
Even , if a divorce comes between mom and him.
Let not their conflicts separate them.
Because a boy needs his dad.

A child's dies.
A mother cry.
A child's gone.
A father mourn.
But in many ways they both doing the same.
Hurting, deeply hurting.

Memories comes.
Where the child'll be summarized for the good times?
But in many ways , we remember more good times when they gone.

A child's rest peacefully.
While many families, friends grieve.
Death is a very somber thing.

But in many ways, so are very similar things.
Death of a mother.
Death of a father.
Maybe aunt,cousin, niece or uncle.
Or just a friend.

Just be aware God waits for all of us.
But in many ways He gave us someone to enjoy.

The story of the weak.
They run and hide.
When trouble comes their way.
In many ways.
They consider a gang.

They hide behind swatiskas.
Or hooded mask.
After all.
They live to create havoc to us all.
Some even wear suits.

And many times.
They are bright minded men.
Using the uneducated types to follow them om a whim.

So when faced with the justice of the law.
That's when they claims to not belonged to a gang at all.
There's no particular race on earth.
These fools don't affect.

Many tries to state they very religious.
As, if they comprehended the real truth.
We see ministers turn the word around to suit them too.

What God gives?
He can take it away.
He's the one we'll face on that judgment day.

What division exist in our society?
Exist because we act afraid of them.
When we should be standing firm against them.

******.
Stalin.
Idi Amin and Saddam , all had to pay.
But to some idiots these men are saints.
Where their wickedness isn't judged against them?

Oh, the fools within our society.

Life's full of disappointment.
Some we can't help.
But when you think back about your mother and father.
And the way they tried to stop them from happening.
You respect them.
For even they knew something were meant to happen.
Because many are out of our hands.


Life's full of disappointment.
But after the tears been cried.
You mainly find a few reasons to smile.

Even at our worst.
We always able to find comfort within church.

Alone time, with nothing on your mind.
No worries, no problems, whatsoever?

Just blank minded and fine with it.
Until you meet another wondering what's your troubles?
But there are none to mention.

You just wanted your own personal space.

When you smile.
That gleaming glow.
Let me know.
Let me know you love me so.

When you laugh.
Which in terms makes me laugh too.
That glow shines even more.

When I say, I love you.
That glow shines more than before.
But the words are true.

And that glow shines even more.

Happiness is earned and made.
No relationship should be depressed.
And it wouldn't be that way.
If people limits the mistakes they make.

Those eyes.
Which in them.
I sometimes feels the warnth coming from you.
Yes, they too high light a glow.

A glow that let me know I'm doing things right.
To keep you happy the way I should.

Notice the rays of the skies.
That's constantly compared to the eyes.

The stars.
The moon.
The sun.
Which I guess is fitting.
Because all of them.
I, also compare you too.

Alone, in my thoughts going through my head.
I think of you, your love, your heart, and us.

Alone, at times, when company isn't needed or requested.
Just don't want any type of distraction.
Some worry about dying.
Some worry about living.
And some so concern about money.

Alone, and feeling free to know I can admit I'm still happy.

It's no fun.
Tellin' you I told you so.
Just to prove I  knew more.
When in truth.
I was just hopin' to be right.

We all have faced this person in life.
We make mistakes.
And error of judgment.
Just to face the advice expert with that phase.
I told you so.

But when you look directly at them.
They are the ones needing assistance.

What would life be like?
If we was completely perfect.
Just figure the pressure you would be under.
It's similar to a Queen.
Or do you know what I mean?

Just playing a part of an image.
Just to represent.
While others goes looking for evidence.
Then states.
I told you so.
Then that perfect image is gone.

It's like being a ******.
Where folks figure you're lying.
Because they rush into their first time.
Once exposed-you know what's coming?
Yes.
I told you so.

Similar to being a politician.
Once spotlighted with mistruth.
You know the tag coming toward you.

It's better being a minister.
We let the worst get off with plenty.

I have yet to find a whistle blower.
Who hadn't spoken with some mirror of truth?

It's the one that get told upon.
Who tries to tarnish the whistle blower reputation?
When all they did was expose a important situation.

Some do it for financial gains.
Some do it to try to change things.

Whether it's in politics.
Whether its in the financial community.
Somewhere a whistle blower holds a special meaning.

You showed her fist.
I showed her trust.
You showed pain.
I showed her love.
Who you think?
She's gonna love better.

Now that's she's happy.
You trying reignite interest.

You showed her hurt.
I showed her a better picture.
You showed her mistrust.
I showed her effort.
Who you think?
She's gonna love better.
If not me.
The man that made her happy.

Every since she departed your world.
She has found her life served more better.
Cause I'm that man that made her happy.
Now you trying to reignite interest.

To no avail.

I've got enough explosive to be considered a threat.
Least with the substance that I have.
It would require law enforcement to place me in the top ten.
Cause to them I would be armed and dangerous.
When all I would have is a certain amount of love.
The same potent force that God has.

Just like him it's easy to achieve.
If only you are willing to receive it.
And in my case no plead is needed.
I'm just armed and dangerous with love.
It's the strongest weapon given to us.

I don't need to be hunted.
I don't need to chased.
I'm not afraid to show my face.
When she's the one that loves me.
Let alone put up with me.

I guess you could say she armed and dangerous.
Just giving all herself to me.
We all the bodyguards we need.

Love is just a dangerous thing.

Oh, no.
Who did what?
Who did you?
Who shaken deeply in their shoes?

Did Mister righteous violated his oath?
Did Miss righteous violate them both?

It's a scandal.
Folks wondering.
Who will be exposed?

We been told.
We been warned that what's done in the dark.
Eventually comes to light.

Scandal.
They in every neighborhood.
Even before those that acts blind.
Well , least those that says, it's no business of mine.

Just when I said to myself.
I would never open my heart to anyone else.
Here I Go.
Down that road again.

As usual I state love isn't worth it.
Because it seems like so much trouble.
To give and give.
And just feel used.
Or unappreciative.

But here I go.
Down that path again to love.

I have seen my mistakes and learned.
But many times when comfortable and at eased,
That's when I get burned.
How much does love cost?
Cause I'm just lost to understand the price.

When it seems so free.
To have someone saying they love me.

Listening to his song made me fall in love.
And, I will admit it's so wonderful.
To be in love.
Ooh, to be in love.

No longer am I sad since he sung that tune.
That made me fall deeper in love with you.

So play on Smokey Robinson.
Play on, Smokey Robinson singing that sweet, sweet song.

There I was so depressed.
Which now I can confess.
Now that I'm loving you more than before.

His words had me craving more of you each night and day.
That I was lost for words to say.

So play on Smokey Robinson.
Play on, just play on, just play on.

Because the more you sing about love.
The more I like the theme.

And, if the sun didn't shine in  the sky today.
I just know the lyrics you wrote will lead the way.
And with the positivity in all the words.
I gladly do anything for her on this earth.

So , play on Smokey Robinson.
Play on, Smokey Robinson.

Your song that so sweet.
It made this certain girl fall in love with me.

They say.
I don't smile like I use too.
This isn't the first time someone said it.

Someone stated I look down.
Some trace it to you not being around.
And they're not far from the truth.

My hapinness ended the moment I lost you.

Yes, I laugh.
Sure, I smile.
It's just a facade hiding hurt.
Since you're no longer around.

Like the stock market that crashed.
So did my world of happiness.

Your love was my invested.
And now without you.
I'm bankrupted.
And money wasn't involved.

Friends all know.
My happiness ended when I lost you.

They try to cheer me up.
Except it's no good.
They try to take me out.
It doesn't accomplish what they wanted.

Cause my world of happiness ended when I lost you.

What happen?
Seems to be the question.
When you spot a poor  man mentality.

Because you see money blowing in the wind.
When he se dreams of things he never had.

Women.
That creature of substance that knows how to manipulate.
Not one.
Not two.
But more than he needs to make him happy.
Kids.
Not one.
Not two.
More to the point.
He doesn't realize his monetary limits.
The sign of a poor man mentality.
What makes him?
Is himself.
But in his eyes.
It's somebody's else.

Cars.
When he should limit himself to one or two.
He trying to impress the tag along fools.
The poor man mentality that we see in society.

And when it come crashing down.
That's when he claims he should have did other things.
Like invested wisely.
Selected better financial advisors.
But he couldn't break away from no good friends.
And this is when the poor man common sense begins.

We similar.
We common.
We're human.
A mirror of people like us.

We pretend.
We understand.
We assist.
Just give a helping hand.

We cry.
We lie.
We go the distance.
When we must honestly defend our love.
We;re similar to people like us.

We love.
We love.
We serious love.
Even the haters has their way of loving.

We fight.
We sleep.
And rises in the morning.
And at night.

Who doesn't know people like us?

We hate.
Oh, how we hate?
To the point it iritate people like us.

Sometimes you must wonder about people like us.

I got employed.
When I started loving you.
I gained assurance along with insurance with you.
Not that I didn't have a job.
Because I did.

I just improved my chances.
When I sarted romancing every part of you.
I know.
I believe.
You're my benefit package.

No eliminating the things we accomplished.
Where we need to ponder the problems?
No need to place valuable up for sale.
Because in each other.
We have invested very well.
You're my benefit package.

To deny I love you.
Would be like denying my name?
Everything about you impresses me.

Your attitude.
And even your changing mood.

To deny I love you.
Is like denying the truth.
So I admit.
I love everything about you.

Notice the love stories that passes many by in life.
Simply because they were afraid to be adventerous.
Afraid of the event that might affect them deeply.

And with you.
My love goes deeply.

Still, to deny I admire you.
Would only affect me?
All because of the happiness you have show to me.

I have adapted.
I have planned it.
Cause I have created the activities carefully around my feelings.
When I choreograph my heart toward you.

Like the spins of the Temptations I had you amazed by my ways.
When you first heard me say, I love you.

Give unselfishly, without regrets.
A feeling will come over you that you won't ever forget.

Remember this.
And take the following words to heart.
For truthfully, this is where the true really did start.

For GOD so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten SON,
that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

Yes, nothing compares to the gift he gave.
Our brings joy.
His brings attention to us to be saved.

Yes, God gave the greatest gift.

So unselfishly He gave.
So unselfishly Christ mother accepted that calling.
Yes, she had questions.
Yes, she was amazed.

Never regret giving.
It determine so much about your heart.

To be banned.
Tossed like paper blowing in the wind.
Not accepted by a country.
When you're seeking to be their friend?


A refugee.
One, lumped together with others.
When you hadn't done a single thing.

The story of Jesus explain the same.
In adulthood, we see this.
Harassed by less and by powerful few too.

A refugee holding nothing but love.
But when pushed to select which to released.
We, found people decided to go with a thief.

A refugee of peace.
Couldn't even catch a break.

Pilate had the power to do it.
Just like Trump trying to put an end to it.

God is wonderful.
You don't have to explain it.
You can see it.
Even feel it.
That God is wonderful.

He created all inhabitates of it.
And carved out many surrounding within it.
Yes, God is wonderful.

He deserve praises for the smile upon your face.
Jesus , even left his footprints to be traced.
Least, if you know the poem.
God is wonderful.
We see ,why He called the Creator?

What glory you don't see?
It's probably because you refuses to believe.
That Our God is Wonderful.

You were more than  a clone.
You more then anyone kept the Temps' rolling along.
Without your sound of sounding like Kendricks.
The group would have faced many questions.

You was the masterpiece needed to keep the puzzle together.
And even now, when we look around.
We can't find anyone better,

Came into the group as Damon.
When you was an Otis too.
You still hold the honor of being the youngest.

You made "Papa" get notice besides Dennis.
And when we take a look around concerning you as a member.
All fans can say you done plenty.

No, you wasn't apart of the Classic Five unit.
But you was apart of the Classic Five seventies unit.
Who could dance just as good as the originals?

From the Young Tempts to being part of the Temptations.
You became apart of the legacy.
Even upon your solo song Funday.
You decribe love in a variety of ways.

Yes, you had an impact on the fans to this day.
And you will have one in heaven.
Otis Harris Jr.  a.k.a Damon, you done well.

We fans bid you farewell.

Those teens today.
And the things they do.
But wait!
We probably did similar things.
Except.
Probably a little less.
Maybe a little more.
We just get self righteous.
When it's not us.

Sinners ,we all are.
It's spoken in the scriptures.
Saints, we try to be.
Except we all fall short.
Just notice the preachers in the news.
Who been selected to guide the flock?

What person with money?
Hadn't looked like a fool.

We speak of things we're not aware of.
And when truth emerge before us.
Then we pretends to be dumb.

Hiding behind our self-righteous tongue.

Men causes their own mistakes by the decision they make.
And women just plays along.

We saw it with Abram,Sarai and Hagar.
And the child is the one that suffer.
While the "seedmaker" started it all.

Men walking around acting like Kings.
Treating various women like they his Queen.
While creating and creating to uplift themselves.

It's not that Papa was a rolling stone.
He just was great at manipulation to have lovers playing along.
To keep him seated at the throne.

Two guilty parties in a child's life.
Which is where things begins to lead to a fight.
The seedmaker and the plant debating over the tree.

Because that's what a child is to many men.
Someone carrying on his legacy.
Where misery is never consider in the mix?
But places you'll find many men claiming most as theirs.

So offended.
No one should ever be.
But I'm finding out folks gets offended over the little things.

So disgusted.
You should never be.
Remember as kids about sticks and stones.
Well, as adults.
We find that saying is completely wrong.

When we should be think skinned.
We find out people end friendships very quickly.
Even on a rumor of mistruth.
Whatever happen to the word proof?

So offended.
So disgusted.
So upset.
To find out things aren't explained they way they were said.
I give up.

I would be in heaven,
if I have the style of David Niven.
Or the voice of George Sanders.

I would be in heaven,
if I had the comedic style of Benny Hill.
It would be a delight.
It would be a thrill.

To have the qualities of these Englishmen.

I been in heaven,
if I could play the guitar of Eric Clapton.
Or the theatric of **** Jagger.
Say, what you want?
He knows how to thrill a crowd.
Not once, will you not see them going wild.

Even the gent Peter O' Toole was the best of the cool.
Same, with the great actor Michael Caine.
And it never could be a hurting to not be Richard Burton.
Who had style and grace?

Dalton, Moore and Connery, all contributed a personal style to James Bond.
And , even this man named Daniel Craig.
Not to over look Pierce Bronsnan.
It's something about the guys of the United Kingdom.
We see coolness even in Prince Charles.
Whom probably learn this from his lovely mom.

Notice, the way ladie admires Hugh Jackman.
Only, if I had these gents accent.
I probably could try to fake it.
Except, who woud I be fooling?

Good fortune is living.
When some think it's money.
Good loving is giving.
When some thinks it's ***.

Oh, how far they are, from the truth?

Good character is values.
When some think it's not.
Good feeling is understanding.
When some thinks they know it all
Oh, how wrong they are?

When you come across a know it all.
You can't wait for them to leave.
So you can breathe out the rage.

Good happenings is a blessing.
We all need a little of that.
Good luck comes when you least expects it.

Oh, how great is our God?

What a glorious feeling?
To be surrounded in the presence of our God.

He saw all things that was good.
And was very pleased.
To know that some of us can be obedient.
And openly share our love.

So good.
So good to know him.

Some of us never had , a nanny.
Some of us strictly had or mothers.
Most, if honest must admit, we mainly was shaped by her.

Least with respect and manners.
That woman, when young we don't honor enough.
Probably treating worse  than we should.

But that one lady, we die for.
Is the one that protected us.
Fed us
Clothed us.
Sacrifice for us.
Found ways to get things done.

We all should say, mom I salute you.
If more siblings, than mom, we salute you.

Even to those children's who mom has passed on?
Reflect back and you realize why she was a great mom?
Mothers, leads by the common sense approach.

Guiding us through conflicts that comes before us.
Treat me the way you like to be treated.

We hear this more from moms than , we does fathers.
And there are some good ones too.

Get ill, we call mom.
Get in trouble, we option for mom.
And sometimes regret that when she reaches for the belt.

Mom, we salute you.
For being a judge.
For being a counselor.
For being a minister.
Especially concerning the guidance of the scriptures.

Oh, we can't say enough about mothers.
Even to those that feel they never had a good one.
But in various ways, even the bad ones was good ones.

They taught you, what you didn't want to be?
It's in the teaching of what we become?
Mom, we salute you.
In the lives of many sons and daughters.
You'll always be number one.

God know, why he created woman?