Rated R and written many many years ago - 1993

Please forgive the graphic language and enjoy

Lavell

Act I THE COMMITMENT

There I was, standing at the altar

There with my bride to be, all adorned in white

WOW!!

I've never seen her like this before,

she's looking sooo right,

a chocolate angel in my sight.

Full, soft, juicy, kissable lips,

a tapered waist and nice round hips.

Nice, big, round booty

poochin out that dress in the back,

God bless her and her momma, Lord knows

I like it like that.

The spot got hot

Man, did I feel the pressure!!

"Am I really turning my player's card in?"

"Am I trading for a lifetime of love and commitment

all the pleasure, women, weed and sin?"

Whoa!

In crept fear, in crept doubt.

I looked over to my best man

I said

"man, I gotta get the f...k out!"

Act II - Running Away

SO FAST!!

Ran out to my whip

SO FAST!!

Put my foot on the gas

SO FAST!!

Opened up the HEMI

SCREEEEEECH, VROOM!!

I began to haaaul ass!!

80 on the freeway

I was drinkin and throwin up

90 on the freeway

my celli was blowin up

100 on the freeway my guilty conscience was eating me up

Life can end in a split second

I didn't even see that truck

Act III- The Garden

I awaken in the quiet of night

It's the edge of darkness

In a peaceful garden, all alone, no pain im feelin

reached in my pocket, fired one up,
inhaled,

"Aaahh yeah"

I'm chillin

Out the distance stands the most beautiful and fine lady

"this could be my lucky night"

after all of the stress of the day,

I got another chance to get it right.

As i got closer to that lady

my heart began to fear

"am I even alive?"

"how the heck did I even get here?"

Then I saw her eyes, swollen, angry, red as hell (really)

Her hands were long, ashy and thin

The harsh cries from her deep raspy voice said

" YOU MUST ATONE FOR YOUR TERRIBLE SINS"

"WHAT!!?" "YOU must be crazy!"...

ok, well that's all I could think to say.

She raised her scary ugly hand.

I broke down like a lil girl

I began to pray.

She reached into my chest

and grabbed my heart.

This touch was very different. See my bride had touched my heart softly before

now she is my bride no more.

This evil chick must be straight from Hell.

On my heart I felt her nails.

ACT IV FADING AWAY

I looked over to my left
there on a swing

I saw the most heart-breaking thing

My former bride adorned in blue

with some other lover

I don't know who.

Then she looked right thru me as I gestured to speak

Then

She cried

She cried

and I wept.

For now I knew that I had been blessed with my angel, my forever love of lifetime

but I wasn't a real man,

when she was mine

I ran as fast as I could and

as far as I can until I reached this new reality.

Now each tear that she cries,

is another scratch on my heart.

She will never cry again

her heart that other dude will win.

As for me I am trapped with this crazy bitch right here

stabbing and scratching at my cold dark heart

in this cold, dark place

together forever

......... Till Death Do Us Part

The end.

.......................she cried

..............................

I cried

> Now each tear she cries

Is another scratch on my heart.

Conclusion

fellas, be wise enough to know when you have been blessed with your angel. Treat your woman right and love her as often, as much as you can and in that love you will be richly blessed. Please don't be the cause of an angel's tears. Each tear that travels down her cheek will cross the scratches on your heart and will burn forever.

Note: this is not a personal true story......but if you're not careful....it could be you.

Question..... please leave your opinion....should I move forward and produce this as a play? Valentines Day ? Halloween?

lavell