Gig210 Livin! - August 12, 2011 add/view comments (0)

My brain strains to understand

the complexities

of this thing we call woman

My thoughts slide from my brain

like sand sifting through my hands

Trying to grasp the concepts

Without drowning in the depths

Of this thing we call woman

She is mother, sister, daughter and wife

Her words are sharp and sometime bite

Why cant there be harmony and not strife

Just blissful love all night

With this thing we call... (continue reading)

Lord I know there is a lot of contradiction

and friction In my diction

but I am unsure of this mission

For it is my humblest opinion

That I am the wrong one for this position

These words that you to give me for your children

I pray will give them hope and uplift their lives and help them cope

Please let them be tempered by your love

And not by my moods Because we know that sometime I can get a little rude

But an idle mind is the... (continue reading)

Wow I cannot believe I am back here again

Why are people always trying to judge what I do in my skin

Jump off people get your train off my track

Because this judgment thing is really getting whack

How many times must I say who I am

My name is Gig (God Is Good) and I am a Godly man

One of the sons of man born into sin

But take heed of my rebirth for I have been born again

Judgment is not for you to do it is for the Father

But I... (continue reading)

Just the Sight of you causes a tight feeling of delight dreaming

of long nights of flight our bodies uniting ripe for delight don’t worry I wont bite.(well maybe just a little)

Just upon Hearing your voice I feel a craving an aching

a need impatiently waiting for embracing never changing feeling of fluids exchanging.

Just the Smell of you and I start to swell with emotions that cannot be quelled

my body rebels and my mind yells at not being able... (continue reading)

Lord I am not sure if your message is getting through

Are you sure I am the one you wish to use?

I am sure there are more qualified sons

To do what it is you want to be done

Lord I accede though I am adverse

To this mission this curse

I chafe at this space you would have me fill

But I will be obedient to your will

I am trying not to be obdurate

And trying my best to create

But this word game is not my usual forte

I... (continue reading)

My life is crazy mixed up thing that has a mind of its own,

I am just a king trying to find his way to his throne.

What is it that this world wants from me,

I am just a poor boy from the projects you see.

I just want and need time to do me,

Time to see what I can be.

I have been the husband, father and provider man,

Now I just want to be me do me can’t you understand.

I just want to be free from this way of life,

Free from... (continue reading)