Scattered Thoughts. Rance A. Robeson Sr.
and the weak
When you woke up this morning and you knew it’s your last…
The day you would pass
What would you do differently?
Life is a journey, take time to live and enjoy
If you knew today is all there is with no tomorrow
What would you think?
Would you be mad or sad; happy or glad; what about confused?
Would you go out and use drugs or get plenty of hugs;
Spend a lot of money because it’s your last day?
Would you care who you hurt or slay?
Baby comes out the womb dead
Not everyone lives to be gracious and old
Would you sell your soul?
Would you be spiteful, have sex or humiliate;
Go on a last date, point fingers at people you hate?
Would you do good or evil; would you stay home or go out;
Or go to church, no doubt?
Is there anyone you want to thank?
Or would you think of robbing a bank?
Who would you forgive, or who would you want to forgive you?
The sun rises, and the sun sets
When your sun sets, where do you go?
Do you know? Do you want people to cry when you die;
Or rejoice, be happy and laugh; and think or talk
About the beautiful moments and times, you shared in the past?
What would you say to family and friends
If you knew this were the last day and the end?
Will they celebrate your living, or dwell on your death?
How do you want to be remembered?
Where do you go when you’re laid to rest
And no longer a part of this earthly mess?
What will you do?
Where do we go?
Do you know?
More
My love will always be yours as long as bears, eagles, and lobsters have claws; furniture has doors; rowboats have oars; true love is a just cause that I gladly want and beg for more. As long as people experience love, peace, and war; as long as crocodiles have jaws; as sure as lions roar; and in the ghetto most of its inhabitants are poor, my life without you would be nonexistent and a bore.
I love you to your sweet core and will always want more. There is one thing in this world that is for sure. You are the love of my life, the one that I will always adore. I want more of you than what you give, for as long as we both shall live. Let me be your bridge to joy; good times over troubled waters; and (God willing) someday we will have and produce sons and daughters. Let me share your soul so true love can take full control until we both grow tired, frail, and old. As long as the sun shines (and people drink wine), I want more of our love, joy, and time to share with you; genuine feelings of truth, happiness, and peace of mind where two people’s hearts become one and happily live together under the moon, stars, and the sun; working, laughing, sweating together to get the job done (until we are gray, and old, and no longer young); but along the way, always finding the time to play, having pleasure and having fun.
No matter what we have to endure or overcome, I want more of your smiles and kisses; for I will always be there to comfort you, understand, and listen to your hopes, dreams, wishes, and desires; because my love for you will never grow weary or tired. Give me more of your sweet love, your body’s lust, and trust that I will never let it deteriorate or rust and will never fail, take for granted, or dishonor until we both return back to the dirt and dust. I will always be your love slave and friend, someone that you can always count on and depend, because the love that we share will never end. For it is not only sacred but rare when two people treat each other fair, do more than love and care, but dare to commit their lives to each other as long as we both breathe air.
I want more of you…more than a lot; every last drop, until our two hearts fizzle out and stop (or until the rich no longer sail yachts and you are no longer considered a living, beautiful fox. The sad day that your precious body dies, decays, and rots, even then I will still want more, because you are the one that I am living for. You take my mind and body on a world tour that opens the door to the candy store where I always get quality (with no apology) and more. As long as the ocean runs to the edge of the shore, loving you is easy and never a chore, the way you give me so much more.
I will forever love you to the core; for that is the law, something good; you always want more; that gives you wings to fly and soar. As sure as lions roar, when it comes down to you, I will knock down life’s door just to get more; for your love is worth living and dying for. Our mature love that is well-baked and not raw, I will always crave for more! More! More! The sweetness of true love that we can’t ignore…give me more (galore for sure)! The essence of our sacred love is what I live for, eternally hold onto, and will forever adore (as long as we both shall live). True love is a gift that I will always give. I will always want more of you because of the sweet, sweet things you say, display, and do. I will always be eternally loyal, committed, and dedicated to you.
Music
Music is lovely and divine, food for the mind; on a cold, rainy day, it can be better than sunshine. Music is an institution, a cultural revolution, a worldwide contribution of love, harmony, and goodwill. Music can make time stand still; it is a pleasure and a thrill. It is the cure for the sick and ill, because music will never harm, hurt, or kill.
Music is a gift from God; a living entity that can embrace and stimulate the soul, mind, and heart. It can reproduce feelings of sadness, good times, and joy; remind us when we were young girls and boys, shy and coy, when the world was our toy. Music can make us think about long ago friends who were in our lives way back when. Music is like a medical doctor who is always on duty or call; it can break down racist, biased prejudice, discriminating walls. The sweet sound of music is the equalizer that makes them all fall, because music is here for the pleasure and comfort of us all.
Music has the power to move, groove, and soothe the savage beast. It is so cool, it can bring joy, love, and peace, make us dance, bring on romance, put our minds in a trance, give us the nerve to give love just one more chance. Marriage and babies have come about due to music, because it fuses and soothes but never abuses. Music is associated with celebration, heartbreak, temptation, and obligation to someone or something special that we love and adore and, to this day, still want more.
Music makes depression and stress leave and go on tour to far away shores and never come back anymore. Music is a surreal sound of beauty that cannot be ignored. It has the power to set our mood, entice us like good sex, wine, or food. Music can penetrate the mind, body, and soul; it warms us and never leaves us cold; music can be sensitive, nonchalant, or bold. From jazz, classical, country, hip-hop or rock and roll, music has the power to take absolute control, hold us, capture us, and never let us go. Whether it is fast, moderate, or slow, music can plant and grow humble, eternal, enduring seed. Music helps to take away the pain and make our living sane.
Music can inspire, set the mind and body on fire while touching our desires. The power of music can make us reminisce about a certain event or a long ago friend or lover or a special kiss that we miss that we have not experienced in years. It can bring back memories of yesteryears, tears, and fears of something or someone that we once held dear. Music can dictate what our minds and bodies do, who we choose to make love to. Just as sure as the sky is blue, music is true. It can make our hearts race, set a pace. Make us think of certain people or a special place; a fragrance or taste that we used to adore and embrace; make us dress up, fix up our face to go out, and chase a lovely queen