Thief

Melvin Armstrong Jr.

You're a thief ... you have stolen my heart. Without you my world would fall apart. I have spent a long time searching for you. I thought I met you once -- or maybe two. I know for a fact, at least I think I do, I was raised a man and prepared for you. Remember, I said I was not all those other guys. Not like my pops. I was telling the truth, not telling a lie. Why can't you believe, a brother can care without trying to skizz. Mama, let me ask why you won't talk to me? I was up thinking of you late last night. I claim to be a man, so I must say what is right. I have had many a friend, but never one like you who could rule my world. All the drama aside, all the problems in the past ... I want to make our friendship last. Let me tell you something, I listened to all the rumors jumping. Never did I once come to the source. I now know that's a fool's course. Let me make things right, let me hug you tight. Can I massage your mind, make it all right? Not physically but mentally and spiritually. Mama, sometimes I lie on my back, think about you and get a higher mind state than all the Towers owned by that man called Sears. Let me be the one to comfort those fears. I want to call you Sophia -- you are my golden girl. I think of the day I can make it right. Buy you that house so you won't have to stay up all night and worry about them coming to repossess. One day I swear I will end that stress. You are a sweet woman. Let me wrap this poem up. Like the rain on the lily, you fill me up. Remember I said I was crazy about you, must have thought I was lying but it was all true. I can't let you go without letting you know how I feel! You are the best thing made since that thing called a wheel. I acted as if I should be playing with toys. No matter how I phrase it, I will always love you. So when you leave, if you never come back I got love for you and will have you back. Thank you for all the love you gave. I'm in chains, call me a slave. Through all the pain I have caused and all the drama, I'm so glad to call you my mama!

(c) 1999 Sleepy Weasel