I am very humble by the prayers and blessing I have received. Thank you. I have one thing this morning “To thy self be true”. Then you can be true to everyone you encounter and it will be out of love, not hate or intent to hurt. When I found out about the cancer I was scared and mad and wrote this: My mind is weary and my heart is still somewhat strong The tears that roll down my face may not last for long Education and life gives me a voice of reason If I lose the sound of my voice my poems will last the seasons My words come from my mind and some are smooth and very tapered Some come as whispers and others burn the paper This monster in my throat is trying to take me by surprise Like a phenomenal poet I know, I will say still I rise I can write like the oldest scholar, or have words like the sweetest pimp This monster in my throat, I know is one of the Devils imps They have failed to realize most my words are never spoken My words start on a blank canvas to be shared as my token If I never speak another word, it would have to be heaven sent Because as long as I have a clear mind, finger dexterity, I will never be silent I am not sure if I am afraid of this monster because he came from out of site If I have an Army or be at it alone I will always put up a fight I don’t want to do it alone, but there is a time when we have to stand as one Fall on our knees, look to the sky and ask for help from the all mighty Son The roads I have traveled have brought insight to life that makes me want to care It can be family, friends, or any stranger on the street my knowledge and experience I will share As a child and young man I was selfish wanting to keep all I had earned As an older and wiser man, I have become selfless and want to share what I have learned Can’t understand why I was chosen, but I will take my position with pride Anyone can share unconditional love once they come out and not hide No one is perfect but our mistakes are just as important as our accomplishments Centering one’s life around the goodness of God makes a lot of sense Enter into your own like you have the inside tip Race to Gods words like they are the life boat on a sinking ship I once read a poem called a “Dream Deferred” It was about life, pain, and a young man’s visions that were blurred When his vision was cleared the entire family became dancers Moved forwarded with their lives and the beat racism like I will beat CANCER Look at the first letter of each line in the paragraph above It’s a word I can beat with God, Support, and infinity of LOVE.
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 14:17:09 +0000
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