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The Man


 

The Man, created by the Great God of the skies

 

 He named the birds, bees, grass, and trees

 

Now he names every girl out of her name who's curves match the curl of his lips as he forcibly undresses her dignity and respect with every word that depicts the ungodly fantasies that have undressed HIS conscious and inhibitions that and provoke his degrading mission. He will utterly destroy the meaning of the word "genuINE" to her and close not just her legs but her heart and mind to this powerful word that is now used for crime.

 

Cause the man who named the birds, bees, grass, and trees should be stimulating her thoughts and defy all the logic that her perception of love sees

 

His actions and words should embed themselves onto her heart and dress it in the finest clothing and jewelry

 

 Her self-esteem should be showered with the youthful and healing words that take the place of water

 

She should marvel at how his faithfulness has attached itself to her walls and acted as a doorknob to open her up and gently embraces her every fear and care that she desperately covers with every adjustment of her hair

 

 His touch should shake the very ground where her doubts reside and replace it with hopes and dreams that are meant to make us fly

 

The man is the creator and the maker, not the faker and the taker. An important responsibility comes with a woman's heart

 

 Many of us men can't even fill the shoes where our feet were born to be glued

 

 This is why women now act like men

 

Not in their actions and speech but her mindset that is no longer for keeps

 

Men should step up to the plate and the distance of their hit should match the level investment that they have planned on this first date

 

The man, he named the birds, bees, grass, and trees

 

Is now the same man who should be fulfilling every woman's dreams, fantasies and needs.

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