Disconnect

Why I Like to Love
I am eagerly waiting to have my son,
I want to show him how to love,
Daddy taught me,
when he disobeys, discipline,
when he speaks, listen,
when he cries, show concern,
when he asks to be taught, teach so he learns,
when its his turn,
kiss him like Daddy kissed mommy,
climb atop him naked, bounce until he shivers,
he’ll quiver, but hold his hand,
tell him he’s mommy’s gift like Daddy taught me,
"keep what we share to yourself, I’m your best friend,"
I want to show my son the power of imagination,
show him the power of creation,
let him know he’s my personal “love” child,
teach him to watch my masturbation,
let him believe I’ll protect him from all his enemies,
teach him not to pout, stroke him gently,
most importantly,
like Daddy taught me,
I’ll teach him that giving me his virginity is how grateful
children show ultimate respect,
in fact,
if he’s lucky, like Daddy,
he’ll enjoy being erect because of my love, yes,
I am eagerly waiting to have my son,
if God blesses me, maybe I’ll have more than one…

The Conversation

He believed in God,
trod many a winding road finding
himself exposed to both the good, bad
life offered,
now at a place of turbulence,
seeking refuge, needing soul food,
he bowed on trembling knees,
“Lord please hear my call,”
after all he’d been a faithful
Christian, so he expected results,
a day later no answer, his feelings hurt,
so he knelt again,
“Lord, you are my perfect friend,
Please send a way out of no way,”
Two days later, no answer,
this time he began to pray in anger,
“Lord, I am no stranger,
I pay tithes, I don’t covet other men’s wives,
I’ve even saved lives thru you, all I’ve asked
is what must I do during these trying times,”
Three days later, no answer,
now with tears in his eyes,
standing, screaming, practically seething,
beginning to doubt his believing,
he was reduced to pleading,
“Lord, now look, I know you heard me,
I serve thee without question, but when I
need you to intervene, you don’t even listen,
in fact it feels as if you’ve removed your
protection, I no longer feel our connection,
plus…”

He was stopped by a loud interruption,
“My son you are the last person I’d abandon,
as you Champion I’ve made certain you’ve
stayed within my perfect perfection, but lately
I’ve been busy answering the prayers of persons
who wish they had your problems, now what
do you want?”

His reply, “nothing.”