I’m many men - a Gentle man
I saw you and immediately I knew you
I remembered your scent, familiar from my dreams and your stare from
a sweet memory
I held your hand and I guarded you, instinctually regarded you as
my equal, my kindred spirit
I invited you to share my world because somehow I’ve always known
I’d find a love like yours
I am many men - a Broken man
I can bear the pain of a million souls along the middle passage
I can take the shame of broken promises, decline letters and
unemployment
I can handle the blame of being wrong, late, irresponsible and
hurtful, it's true
But I'm not strong enough to live without a love like yours
I am many men - a Conscious man
I can stand strong on my own, on the shoulders of others and on
the prayers of loved ones
I can shake the hands of Presidents and paupers, modern day lepers
and young children
I can demand respect as a black man, from Klansman and the King's
men
But I'm only half a man without a love like yours
I am many men - a Loving man
I can see our present, hopeful and eager, our future, blessed and
beautiful
I can be the rock you've come to depend on as God has been to me
I am free to choose where my heart resides for I have emotionally
broken free of my past
But I'm happily captive to a love like yours
I am many men – a Blessed man
I can sing like Mahalia till heaven moves at the sound of my
sonnets
I can bling harder than your hottest artist, but diamonds were
never needed for me to shine bright
I can place a ring on your finger, the only diamond that matters.
And I will
So I can prove to you that I never want to love another day of my
life, without a love like yours
Yes, I am many men yet I am No man at all, without a love like
yours

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