Dear Lord...
I need to talk to you
but as oppose to all our previous conversations I would like to do It differently today...
See instead of asking you to forgive me for my sins and begging you to bless my family I want to get real with you today...
And since we trying new things maybe after im done talking you'll have somethin to say...
 

With all due respect I have a bone to pick..
You see you made woman out of man...
Maybe this is why men feel as if they are superior and women should do as we say...
Cuz I sacrificed to let her shine and the least she could do is make life easier for me day to day..
 

You see back in the old days our desires were fulfilled like a tribe leader returning from a hard day of war with hands filled for plenty..
The woman was our 2nd half and our support system emotionally..
Men seemed to love women but I ask do we love them or just what they can offer...
Because now I put up with a lot of rejection heart breaks tears and moral test for a human in which history says i sacrificed for...
 

These deceitful mischievous women seem to control me and steer me into temptations of a complety different level...
So I ask when you took from me did you give to the devil....
Now calm down I don't mean to say all women are devils because I'm more than sure that there are delightful women in this world but that's not my point...
These teenage women are my temptation and I crave them at every opportunity...
Yet as much as I try I am not enough...
They want someone taller cuter tougher and buff..
 

So it seems as if my temptation is triumphantly trying to tire me with tease..
I'm asking why are they are so difficult to please...
She has has my rib yet it seems there is more she needs..
Little do these women know that if I could I would literally give her all of me...
My eyes would allow her to see her from a different perspective like a pilot navigating in between mesmerizing scenes of coral seems within a submarine...
My ears would give her the opportunity to hear those heart thrashing, blackboard scratching, breath takin, mind blowing, and heart dying words of rejection...
My nose would let her smell the scent that I could never forget and always causes a flurry of recollections...
 

You see God eve has made me insane...
Had Adam known I don't think he would have let you take from him on order to create female or any creature near the same...
I guess that's what the nice guy act gets you...
My heart like a baby bird being pushed out of the nest to fly...
And its up to eve to determine whether I soar or fall to my demise.
If I leave it up to her she'll surely let me die...
Yet my father told me that woman is like a gentle breeze...
Never really cherished until you are dying in the heat...
 

I guess what I'm asking God is why are women so complicated..
And how am I suppose to find my eve...
And how will I know if she's right for me...
With all these questions I know that I must keep faith..
I know you never intervene too early or too late...
so I'm sure you have a plan for me and my dearest...
I have to go lord, until next time, in the name of the father, son, and holy spirit..