Maybe it scared him off
we are still dating I assume
he thinks I wanted marrage
a wedding and a honeymoon
it's Gals like you who makes it harder
for Gals like me to find a man
he goes out his way to love you
you gone and scare them away
get yourself another cowboy
lady this one is mine
I treat him like I wanna
beleive me he and are just fine
get a grip and stop playing
you like messing around
keeping things frustrating
acting like some silly clown
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smiling from ear to ear
they just ah gaming
two Gal's ah fussing over him
got him ah grinning.
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Them one sided affairs
keeping fellas in supence
you like things uncertain
Drling it just don't make sence
Get your self another cowboy
Lady this one's mine
I can treat my man like I wanna
beleive he and I are just find
First of all thank you
I wanted to thank you
you made it easier to do
some others rush me through
act like don't what to do
but you
did it right
you did it right
ah maybe three or four
who could ask for more
I really appreciate things
you do.
Leave it the way it is
there aint no other way
glad you came along
I'm sorry you can't stay
my number if you change your mind
nah everything is fine
you one of a kind
it's what ever you say
Hey you know you're the best
head and shoulders above the rest
got me right when I had to guess
you specail that way
maybe it's something learned
I'm glad it was my turn
keep me in your concern
don't do any other way
it's been on my mind for sometime
it's been erased and rehersted
tell me what came first
that's the condition I'm in
come by help me out
you know what I'm talking about
let's keep it clear
I won't have it no other way
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Section VIIII-VVIII of
Article 2B under Chapter IV
Predispositions and Urges
A.....The instructions to
love with affectionate Quality
in such performances
B.....Various formats and
genres requires content
definition that word usage
is often rhymned for the
rhymers sake.
(changing phrases often
allow word usage to folk
who wish decent content)
C.....A Deep passionate and
affectionate tone set for
two people
D.....In a number of perspectives
where the recipient meeting
certain expectations or rules
E.....where one might feel
trapped or feeling that they will
only receive love based on their
actions(might there deeds may
never receive award or reward)
may be associated with
disappointment or frustration.
F....Critical thinking skills
should be used to avoid being
deceived
G. Recitatives and Bel Canto
Aficionado-an intense emotion state
characterized by a strong sence of
affection.
A deep concern for those who
had suffered from the horrors
of Helene and Milton.
A faith in a God
which makes his worshipers
suffer might cause one to believe that
people are conditioned to be exploited.
Did Satan created the condition
that the selected few could tell the
tale of the disaster.
Themes and subject matters cater to
the taste of it's audience.
Yet it neither addresses the numbness
and loss associated with material and
personal disacosation.
Comfort my body and my soul
might the troubling need of belonging
keep me worthy and true.
Might my mind and my spirt recollect it's
sence in belonging.
The tough fight ahead of us all
is neither socaail or genered.
But is supported by us all.
.
there were no
shnaps
crishhsps
cracks'uv dead twigz or
leafs
'twuz her redolence
'nto mine sence
causing mine
grin
The Spring'z
New
Everything
'neatfh her feet
'rap'n 'round
hern
Mine
Sun baked
sheath
Before I knew what, who, why, where.
It left me here with this blank stare.
The worlds been turning faster than I could spin.
Looking for love turned outside in.
The shades of grey begin to fade.
When years go by not making the grade.
And someday comes and dissappears.
All cried out with no more tears.
Answers only reminisce in questions that your past's dismiss.
Evasive sence of that long lost kiss.
The sorrowful solemness of no goodbye.
She changed her mind and didn't say why.
Now I realize that I've been left.
With no regard if I'm bereft.
To wither or replant that seed of hope.
A roller coaster ride just trying to cope.
The devil left, the angel right by my side.
It's hard to know what's true when sometimes in both you confide.
My blood still runs warm through viens misconstrued.
Some understand, some just think you're rude.
So I just continue to try to see what i can see.
Since there's nobody left here to ask but me.
No words of wisdom here, just grey matter of fact.
A confession of reality with not a syllable to retract.
I know now that im older and have experience in matters of the heart
No matter what your head insists, it will want the opposite of smart
You will not be able to make it see reason or dissuade it from its desire
It will only beat in the flames of its own raging fire
It will jump and dance around if left to have its own way
But deprive it and it will soon start to decay
Such a fickle organ with which we carelessly give out
Trusting someone else with its care no doubt
After that so many things can happen or come about
It all depends on their choices and planned route
I feel like it’s a dangerous game we play to entrust
With all the confusion like is it love or is it lust?
How can we leave it up to chance?
Something as important as romance
When it decides its going to rise above
All the way full fledged love
Its over with and done now you can only wait
To see what comes of it, what is your fate?
Will it grow strong and become one for goodness sake?
Or will it take a brutal blow, shatter and break?
If only you could guide it with logic and rational thought from your brain
Maybe then love would make sence, instead it is labled insane.
I know now that im older and have experience in matters of the heart
No matter what your head insists, it will want the opposite of smart
You will not be able to make it see reason or dissuade it from its desire
It will only beat in the flames of its own raging fire
It will jump and dance around if left to have its own way
But deprive it and it will soon start to decay
Such a fickle organ with which we carelessly give out
Trusting someone else with its care no doubt
After that so many things can happen or come about
It all depends on their choices and planned route
I feel like it’s a dangerous game we play to entrust
With all the confusion like is it love or is it lust?
How can we leave it up to chance?
Something as important as romance
When it decides its going to rise above
All the way full fledged love
Its over with and done now you can only wait
To see what comes of it, what is your fate?
Will it grow strong and become one for goodness sake?
Or will it take a brutal blow, shatter and break?
If only you could guide it with logic and rational thought from your brain
Maybe then love would make sence, instead it is labled insane.
The desired Anti-Christ will have disciples
followers who carry guns and rifles
It's not known if they believe the lies
though evidence is before their ears and eye's
No matter who says it's not right
they want their way or else they'll fight
Their minions cower beneath in fright
counting votes beneath the light
Fearing not the Lord above
But paying homage to what they love
Truth and honor cannot exist
as long as their will we must resist
sence when is lyng an art
sence when did judges set not apart
sence when are laws set aside
or our Oath no longer a matter of pride
When the call is made to call a spade a spade
Dispight concerns of parties praise
And true Justice we find delayed
By lame dicisions a court has made
History eventually show hero's and villians
Heaven judges the wills of those forgiven
They seldom repent and reguard "not now"
They will not relent or disavow
They follow their lord with supplies of lies
Even though Providence and truth are near by
Don't they know it's just a matter of time
And Hell will not wipe one tear from their eye's
When I'm with you it's like all time stops
I look into your eyes
And find myself falling so fast
I try to catch myself
In fear of what might happen
Losing all sence of control
When I struggle so hard to keep it
But with you I lose it all so willingly
Watching the walls I've built
For so long and so high
Come crashing down
With just one single touch of your hand on mine
Then with every kiss
You take my breath away
And I fall into your arms
Holding onto you for dear life
All of this scares me so
Because how in so lil time
Have you come into my life
Stole my heart
That I had chained away
Never to be touched again
But yet all I can say
Is boy I love you so
With every beat of my heart
It was Jazba and lots of Chewed Khat
That saw me enter an altercation
With them boys in blue add a rivally
Between service men and Guradians
The sworn rivally the had just crossed
The thin blue line and now twas war
They knew and were ready for it..
An ovepowering sence of wrongdoing
Plus an age old saying.. You Know Roi
You Just an intellect Playing stupid..
I was rushed and bumpend into the Car
The Grand Tiger serged forward as..
Mik On one Tango Sier Do yo read me over
Am out on a plea bargain yet it saddens
That the powers be had to use tramped up
Charges to remand me.. Twas good for...
My training, Team Eagles we always Wanna
Fly high as Silver stars we like to be Just
Roi 1 Alfa did I say they called You.. Stupid..
Them pistol service guys and their.. kengz
Incaceration schemes yet I harbour no hard..
Feelings.. Muses are at the behest of a Smile
What we do best is write.. habouring with intent
An intent to commit a crime isn't one in its esssence
#SilahaButuNaSilahaButuAKa
#FourPlay1One
What is this world coming to
Today I went to get my tag renewal
And this year we have to get a new plate
They felt the need to remove the picture
Of the mountains in the background
And give us a solid blue one with white letters
So I get to the counter
And the lady comes up to ask if I need help
Why yes my friend I need a new plate
I could sence her not wanting to offend me
When she asked do you want In God We Trust on it
I am thinking why would you ask me such a thing
My friend is there another option
I would really like the one that reads
In This Wicked Generation Ye All Trust
It's coming my friends
To me Pop is merely just a passing fad
No denying it has it's place
Every generation has it's own
Individual to a certain age fashion
time and craze
Bubble gum frivolous in nature
something you try but can't get
out your head
Whereas a genuine artist or songwriter
painstakingly construct's his lyrics almost
as if his life depends on it
He chooses rather to writes from that
which troubles his heart
So hopefully 1 day in the future he is able
to look back
With an inner sence of pride and
accomplishment
Knowing it stood the test of time
because they never lied
And why they are today still
being name checked
By current artists they have inspired
into wanting to be just like them
Because they inadvertently heard
it being played at home by mum and dad
And above all the countless live
concert performances , album
sale's , prize's , fandom and acclaim
The greatest reward I hope of all must
surely be to them
That what they created way back when
they themselves we're young
And is still as relevant and as cool to today's
kid's as it was to him
Talent is timeless and stays forever young
The Depth of My Love:
I just hope my words can tell you
The depth of love I feel for your love
I know now this love is true
Your love is my treasure.
Your body sets me on fire like no other you see
When you lay next to me I feel at peace
When you wrap your arms around me
I thank God for your grace.
For you give this old soldier a sence of space
Nightmares I have had many
You have been my ace
Just knowing you honey, is not one too many.
Steven Lee Siegel
July 13, 2021
It's been 16 years sence God took you away.
We all love and miss you but know you couldn't stay.
For God needed you more but it was a hard price to pay.
To lay you in the ground on that sad eventful day.
However you were doing what you loved so there's nobody to blame.
Yet your work hear on Earth was done and an angel you became.
Still we think of you often and we speak of your name.
But our life here without you will never be the same.
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