Anytime I pray (go back »)

Ten in the evening, the party was starting,

I was checking girls and the things they were wearing,

I saw this one there, in my mind I said wow,

She looks nice,

She looks nice,

Her body was fire and I felt like ice,

Coz my heart was melting as I looked at her twice,

She looked into my eyes, and I knew she was mine,

All the other chicks would have to wait in line,

I came up to her, she came up to me,

I said dance with me, she said I agree,

She rocked that big nice booty my way...

And started wyning like it was the last day -

On earth, she must have been a.. professional,

Coz I wanted to take things to the next level,

A voice said nah, resist the temptation,

You know God is against fornication,

I listened to the voice, listened to the music,

Then I looked at the way her ass was so sick -

In a good way, there was no way, I was gonna let that drop for another man to say hey,

So I held her closer, squeezed it tighter, felt her up and down, up and down,

Up and down, up and down,

Then she whispered in my ear, told me to come here,

Took me upstairs with my hand on her rear,

She went into a room, she pulled me inside,

She said deal with me, I said I agree,

A voice said nah, nah, nah!

But I said yes, yes, yes!

I pulled out.. rubber like a great.. magician,

Showed her tricks on the bed by the cushions,

I showed her trick one, with a leg in the air,

I showed her trick two, while I pulled out her hair,

On trick seventeen I felt like a plonker...

Coz I came, I saw, but didn’t conquer -

The feeling of discomfort I felt at the time,

Was it God on my back coz I stepped out of line?

I walked back home with my head kinda low,

Coz I felt like God expected much more,

I thought to myself, did I make the right choice?

I could still hear the sweetness of her voice,

4 in the morning, the party is over,

I think back at it while taking a shower,

Tomorrow is Sunday, the day I go church,

I guess tomorrow I’ll repent and I’ll search,

For God like I do every other Sunday,

Coz it’s like He don’t hear me

Anytime I pray.

In Poetry