On My Knees

ON MY KNEES 

by Khari D. Hawke

I was on my knees begging please 
Lord have mercy on me. 
I was on my knees begging please 
Lord have mercy on me. 

Cause I'm on my knees 

Licking and slurping to a pagan god 
That has me mesmerized 
Praising it! Hallelujah 
Pleasuring him. 

Living for the night life. 
Searching for that one night, 
I don't know why they call it a stand 
because we do anything but. 

I lay, he lays, kneel, sit bend squat. 
Legs apart, ass up dick sucked 
Both Fucked 

Living for the night. 

To suggestively dance in the dim lit clubs 
where same sexes grind gracefully 
mingle harmoniously 
exchange numbers 
celebrate life or drink to numb the pain 

But my plight is that I am addicked to the night life. 
Seeking sex soildiers 
Salvating over sculpted bodies 
Looking to party. 
One sometines two. 
On special occasions and orgie will do. 

But tonight I am on my knees begging please 
Lord Have mercy on me. 

Remembering the newness of my gayness 
My coming out party 

Fresh meat in the hot cooler of the club 
Walking the crowded corridor of the men as the pierced my soul 
I was looking for love in teh place 
Thinking it was right. 

As days turned to months 
I returned to the hot cooler of men piercing my soul 
Making date to be broken. 
keeping some that became nightmares. 

The gem I was became a jaded jezebel walkig the lonely streets 
I found solace in pleasing and being pleased. 

I bent down on my knees 
Praising phallic seeds that flowed gracefully 
On to clean sheets, back seats and concrete streets 

Constantly on my knees 
Eager to please 
Funny the always loved to recieve. 

But the lord loves a cheerful giver 

So why am I on my knees begging please 
Have mercy on me. 

We met in the hot cooler 
He was a sight to behold 
He pierced my soul. 

He took me to an alley 
Where he wanted to pleasure me. 

Experienced on his knees with the use of his tongue 
But when his pants dropped 
My dicked popped, inserted and the rocking didn't stop 
Until the screaming crescendoed in to a roar of joy 

Damn I had to let this boy know what he had done for me with a simple 
Kiss 
Before dropping before his bliss 

When the metallic shaft of his gun hit my dome while I faced his crotched 
My heart stopped. 

My praise went to god allah and jehovah. 
Not to his beautiful thick piece. 

I'm in need of a saviour. Not sex. 

I'm on my knees in a dark alley whimpering 
LORD PLEASE 
HAVE MERCY ON ME!!!!