My King

[Somebody loves you baby… ]

I live in a world where a man’s faith is his loss

So he chooses to remain faithless

And in turn be faithfully endorsed

By more of the faithless

This process seems as brainless as

The utensils used to disconnect his body are stainless

Now the only way he can show his love

Would be if he cut out his heart

And used the fresh pumped blood

To write it out on his sleeve

And before this strong man fell to his knees

It would be raw pain and suffering

That would show while he bleeds.

One of his many regrets in life is

That he never got to express love to a seed

So with the loss of his name

Also came the loss of his legacy.

Oh King

Your greatness

Has been overshadowed

The magnitude of your being

Has become hollowed

And only I can Recall your proper name, King.

King

Your existence should be exalted

Virgin rose petals placed at your feet

So that you would never be forced to bare witness

To the agonies of humanly defeat.

My strong black king I feel for you

If I could cradle your soul In the bosom of purity

I would If I could hide your vision

From the distress of living in this world I would

King

I would praise you

Every second of every day

All you would have to do is keep your strength

I would gladly kneel at the feet of the man

Who has built legions of god’s soldiers

To fight the evils that to this day

Still lay at bay

King

You are Remarkable

This is why I will remark

About all of your ethereal accomplishments

I will angelically sing

The gospels of your teachings

And revulsion I would blare

At anyone that meant to cause you despair

My King

I Would Love You

I would show you nothing but the respect that you deserve

And all that I ask you to do is demand it

Demand it from every man woman and child

Of every race, religion, and orientation

Demand to be put at the forefront of society

And never except being last again

King

I would kiss you

With the most amount of sensation

That anyone could ever posses

Where it wouldn’t even surprise me if 500 years later

Your breath still lingered in my lungs

King

Bells would be rung In honor of your name

King

All of this could be your if you take it

Just take it

King, please

The magnitude of my queenliness

Stands for nothing if I’m king less

King

Stand and take back your god given land

It was entrusted in you Just like my heart

You can forget about how their world began

This is how our world can start.

Look at this as me doing my part.