Best Passionchild Poems
If beauty is only skin deep as they say
Into your body I would find a way.
I would pull out the beauties that
you have locked up inside
Beauties that you try to hide.
You would be the bread and I would be the jam
And I would cover you every way I can.
I would be on you like white on rice
And do everything nasty, but nice.
I would love you from the bottom
of your feet to the top of your head
You’d be so worn out, you would think
That you was dead.
Lovemaking can be vulgar or as beautiful as can be
It will bring you to a point of ecstasy.
The excitement will make your body sweat
Better than that it can’t get.
Human lust- human desire
There is only one thing that
Can put out this fire.
To fill that crave- to fill that need
Until you drop that little seed.
And when that happens a child is conceived.
A child is born because of this desire
And then it ignites another fire.
A fire to protect this child so rare
Now that you have it with someone to share.
Life is cruel and unjust with limitless possibilities for good
My life is blessed like a fawn born into a quiet wood
The fawn dances and runs through the woods but has the instinct to fear
My fear of the world is pondered over and over while looking in the mirror
War is good is keeps up safe and sound
Yet I would never shoot a man to the ground
Money should be prized above all things
This makes it hard to cherish how well my child sings
That fawn does not fear inadequacy or scorn
No it is only me who’s felt this since the day I was born
I volunteer and shake some hands
It’s a feeling that is grand
All the while some child dies as there was not a morsel to eat
After dinner my wife and I will turn up the heat
And I’ll wake up next to the woman I love above all
Not some stranger who I took without knowing at all
The days drag on an I continue to think in the mirror
In hopes that one day it will all be clearer
But does worrying matter or make a difference
No the only wrong worry or fear is indifference
When you look at me what do you see
a black man or a black child
in a world thats wild and at least 90% of the people
wanna be with in crowd, naw not me
I just look and watch don't say a word
like I ain't gotta mouth I'm always in the streets
like I'm homeless and I ain't gotta house
some say I talk so proper and I look so innocent
you'll never know I been locked up before
but the last thing society is to a felon is forgiving
if we living to die whats the point of living
what I'm doing with these lyrics I was born into
poetry & obviously thats a gift giving,
Giving the spirit that if the people don't wanna hear
the pastor to you they might listen, but who am I kidding
me I'm on a mission most of the time
I took my mind off love and put money on my mind
I come from where the city where crime is all we know
and naw I don't flow for the show but to tell
stories, proclaimimg that despite all of the hating
yeah the devil wanna nigga, but this black man,
this black child, Gods child is already taken