Well he's mean and jealous because he knows the Lord is Divine,trying to steal my soul with the same old false and untrue lines. He knows the Lord is Royalty and one of these old days, in a kingdom mansion I'll reside.  My everything is focused on the Lord and by His commandments do I abide. The devil is no friend of mine, trying to steal my soul with the same false and untrue lines.The devil is no friend, the devil is no friend ,the devil is no friend of mine.

In a gym in Philadelphia, boys with street hungry eyes flick jabs at your moving brown frame in a circled ring of chance. Sweat hangs in the air like the sad truth of poverty, if they get pass you the smell of success is guaranteed. For the scared don't get rich. You made good, born the ******* of misfortune. Dreaming of riding past the old neighborhood in a custom Cadillac and meeting  beautiful long haired women with even white teeth. Maybe in your dreams, you saw boxing gloved foes falling by the score. But defeat and loss chased you down dead-end alleyways of lonely tears, and the walls of  your mind seemed about to collapse. As you ran under a sky of broken dreams and tossed  away chances with closed eyes afraid you were dying from large blows to the soul and body. A collection of years of being  poverty struck how many times have I seen you hanging over the ropes, eyes closed completely, wiped out like a voice lost in the rumbling of a subway train speeding past  tenements in Philadelphia.

When will I love you nomore?When birds no longer sing sweet songs to a Spring world,nor wing their way across a  red sky in early morn. When the stars shine by day and the sun lights the night. When flowers,thirsty for raindrops,wilt and die. And men no longer weep nor die for love. Then i will care no more.

On Sunday mornings,she would clap her hands  and call on Jesus in Holy joy in church.But selfishness fueld her spirit,this nubile looking princess,who denied  within lust.Yet allowed the daugher of her youth to ride waves of fleshly passion in the bedroom and  moan  loudly next door.Soon,the call to Jesus within her grew faint and she rose up from prayerful knees ,went out into the world again.Casting aside the Savior for white wine and reggae music.And eat the stale apple  pie of indifference with a side order of meat and potatoes of sin.

You were velvet,I was  jeans,you sping water,i was gaterade.I was Dvds,you were Macy,s and all its magic.I was happy with something gotten from Sears.But i loved you then as i do now and will always.You were concert music,i was gospel pop.You were Candlelight dinners with place mats,i  was McDonald,s with a two for one coupon.You were Runway fashion and political talk,i was cars and quarter backs.And in spite of our differences,we shared  many sundowns,fought against love thiefs and shared mutual  pain.And i loved you then, as i do now,and will always.We were blessed with only a brief span of time and i remember convincing you that our  would live even though you had  serious doubts.Now like so many other broken hearted lovers,we've gone our separate ways.And maybe,i should have listened to caution's music playing inside my head as you did.But i've always been a stubborn fool ,now i wait here for the lonely years to embrace me and will say in spite of fate's final decree.That i lovrd you then, as i do now and will always.

the first back from kindergarten.  the first summer vacation.soft falling rain on new lovers.sweet smelling cut grass. flexing bare toes in the warm sun.christmas with the heart bursting with childish excitement in the adults.sweet taste of mister softee icecream in different flavors greeting the tummy.mama"s moist ,homemade gingerbread   filling the kitchen.cuddling your favorite love by the crackling fire.portraits of outside beauty designed by God,dancing in the mind..,intense feelings within ,waiting at the altar,for the bride ,hidden by afalse calm.special moments of life composed of waiting and waiting .Anticipating gifts like an impaitient jack-in- the -box.

look what they done to my freedom,ma: it was just here a few minutes ago,but America done stole it away.chains on my neck,wrights and feet,every day took the will inside ,its enough to drive a grown man insane.look what they done to my freedom,ma-my silent tears water the dust,mixed with red blood,crying from  the inward pain.look what they done to my freedom,ma-master in charge ***** both daughter and wife,cut my manhood away.all of me is hurting every day,my forbidden voice has no say.if i could just rest on your ******* for a little while until the long night turns into the golden day.got a noose around this old life,ma-so i can't go asrtay.look what they done to my freedom,ma-done turned me into a slave.my freedom was just here a few minutes ago,but America done stole it away. look what they done to my freedom,ma.