Every King Needs A Queen

Every King Needs A Queen

 

A man needs a woman

Who knows a place

Who stands with him

Back to back and face to face

A man needs a woman

Who’ll be there to build up

Not tear down his every effort

To keep him thrilled up

A man needs a woman

Who has respect for him

Who doesn’t mouth off

Who understands his plight

Who smiles instead of scoff

A man needs a woman

Not a little girl

Whose mind is solid

And not swayed by the world

A man needs a woman

Who uses her brain

Instead of what’s between her legs

Also who is sane

A man needs a woman

He is a King in this jungle

He needs a loyal, good woman

She is a vital piece of his puzzle

A man needs a woman

Real women and men know what I mean

A REAL MAN needs a woman

Every King needs a Queen

O My Soul, O My Soul

O My Soul, O My Soul

 

A loud and woeful mourning

Is emanating from the Negro

Communities and hearts

As the agony continues to grow

Black bodies hanging cold

Black bodies beaten to pieces

Ranging from infants to the old

The atrocity never ceases

O my soul, O my soul

How can a heart hold so many tears?

Those who plunder us

Have reigned for so many years

O lament Negro souls

For all the lost brothers and sisters

We know the darkness upon us

Listen to the Negro soul’s whispers

All the death and destruction

Rained upon our lives

Meant to annihilate us

Mixed with hate that drives

Those who wish us death

To afflict atrocious deeds on us

That shatters us to the core

And hate to hear us put up a fuss

They say sat there and take what we give you

You are less than human, not worth nothing

You don’t need love, oranything good

It’s you people we will keep on crushing

O my soul, O my soul

Feel heavy for your nation

One day things will be better

Let’s keep pushing motivation

O Negro Souls

O Negro Souls

 

Who will weep for the

Negro souls

Rivers are formed

As their blood flows

Who will fight for the

Negro people

Who has been slain

Since the times of medieval

Who will take care of the

Negro child

Whose parents were destroyed

From the drugs and alcohol gone wild

Who will look out for the

Negro widows

Who has no one to care properly

We can call them weeping willows

Who will stand for the

Negro nation

Who are destroyed more and more

With every new generation

No one will weep, nor stand

No one truly cares

What happens to the

Negro woman and man

Just look around you

Honestly take a look

Who is standing for our suffering?

We are like fish on a hook

Consumed by all who

We come in contact with

Taken from our own land

By people we had no contract with

Ever since our feet touched the boats

Our suffering has been perfect

Even after hundreds of years

Plans are made against us with a negative effect

I just watched a true story

Of a 14 boy named George Stinney

Who was accused of a crime

Death penalty, electrocution, no evidence, not any

That is only one story among hundreds of years

Of the horrific things done to the Negro

In the land where our stolen cargo bodies were taken

On ships of many peoples our depot

Sometimes the pain runs so deep

You can’t help but tear up and weep

For all those mistreated, hated

Negro souls

Sometimes you lose sleep

But really who cares

No one

No one truly cares

I mean No One

Late Night Delight

Late Night Delight

 

I know you’ve had a long day at work

Come let me massage your body

I have your dinner heated up

I take your shoes, let your feet free

While you eat, I run you a bath

Hot and bubbly halfway full

Let me undress you, lay down in the water

You know I love you, you got that pull

I ask “Are you comfortable?”

You say yes, good I am glad

I start slipping out of my gown

You turn into a jolly lad

I place one foot in the water

Then I place the other

I stoop down onto your lap

Over your manhood I hover

I place your face between my hands

Slowly and gently tasting your lips

I feel him rise up and touch me

As you place your hands on my hips

I feel your body tensing up

Then inside he slips

I glide up and down

Gradually ascending and descending

Making ripples in the water

Not once relenting

Your breathing tells me I’m on track

Not long after I feel your release

My follows suit, both so sweet

As your grip on my body increase

We flop together in the tub

Sweaty and hot from the heat

I say I got you baby always

You say with you baby I’m complete