Do you qualify to be the man I need you to be?

Will you be able to recognize the things you need to see?

Will you be able to understand, that

I’m a good woman and in life I need a good man?

Do you qualify?

Do you qualify to fertilize my unproduced seeds?

Can you fulfill, as I can, all of our needs?

Can you put me in my place if you see I am slippin?

Can you talk to me, wholeheartedly,

not constantly trippin?

Do you qualify to be called all mine?

Can you leave the other women and temptations behind?

Can you come to me with your problems

and not wait until it’s too late?

Can you stand up and admit if you made a mistake?

Do you qualify?

Do you qualify to be the honest ebony man

I would want you to be?

Would you be able to look me in my eyes and

admit your feelings to me?

Could you take me in your arms and make love to

me all night long?

Can you be sensitive and still be strong?

Do you qualify?

Do you qualify to be my friend as well as my lover?

Can you put our love before any other?

Can you cherish me as if I were Diamonds & Gold?

Can you make me feel like I’m the last

woman you’ll ever hold?

Do you qualify?

Do you qualify to be called a good man?

If I have doubts can you reassure me and understand?

Can your love intoxicate me as if I were High?

To be in my, I need to know,


The Brother’s Response:

You ask, do I qualify.

Can I fulfill your needs and become the man you need me to be?

My sister, are you prepared for what you’ve asked for?

Can you handle the responsibility?

Can you accept that, by GOD, I am the chosen one,

the authority, the comforter, and the head?

Will you submit and willingly follow my path?

Or will you fight with me instead?

If I am your King, will you treat me as such?

Will I get the best of your beauty and poise?

Or will I be subjected to an appearance, neglected,

and checked with some serious noise?

When I talk, will you listen?

I mean whole heartedly and feel me?

Or will you rush me just to make your point too?

Can I be the man at all times?

Even when it hurts?

Or is it just when you it’s convenient for you?

Can you love me for me, and not who you wish I could be?

Will you see the strong Black Man within?

Or will you always remind me of all

the past brothers behind me and make me pay for their sins?

If I don’t send you flowers the day your co-worker

received some, will you know that I love you still?

Or will my good name be uttered along with those other doggish brothers?

Will you question if my commitment is real?

Will you be patient and teach me to understand you,

and allow my knowledge of your needs to grow?

Or will you shut me out when I ask,

Baby what’s wrong?

Or will you respond with

“Well a REAL man would know!”

When we first met what was it that caught your eye?

Was it my mind, my heart, my personality?

Or was it my suit, or my job, or do you love what I drive,

instead of what’s driving me?

Yes I can, and I will, make love to you

from midnight to the dawning of the sun.

But , if I tell you I’m tired, will you trust?

I’m sincere or believe that there must be another one?

My sister, I love you and my heart can be yours.

No woman could lead me astray.

But like you, I have needs, so I beg you, please,

in this love thang meet me half way.

In life’s tough times I’ll hold you,

in the rough times I’ll mold you;

your simplest wish will be my command.

My life is yours if need be.

Yes you can fully bleed me,

and when hell comes, in your place, I’ll stand.

A good relationship is a powerful institution

that must be built on a foundation of two.

So to answer your question,

YES sister, I do qualify.

Now, more importantly….! Do you?


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