the art of changing lives

Tue, 03/18/2014 - 10:51 -- quinn88

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I am striving to change lives


 


I desire to stare into 17-year-old eyes


and speak the truth.


Corruption surrounds us,


bad decisions seem so easy, like


Should I sell this weed?


Should I be easy?


Should I be a slut to make every guy happy?


That must be why my dad wished he never had me.


Should I just drop out and get a job?


Young black males wasting talent becoming slobs,


just because your parents didn’t guide you,


doesn’t mean you don’t have a support group behind you,


you must


strive,


hustle,


grind


and fight.


Get a goal and peruse it with all of your might,


don’t let anyone tell you what you can’t be,


--and that’s anyone, not even me.


I want to speak to the minds of young children with wild thoughts,


because I was once a child on a pathway to failure but I fought.


All it took was one speech to change my ways.


I was that kid smoking but now I see better days.


I was that kid womanizing but now I have one woman


and I’m always surprising, her with the things she deserves.


I do my best to be a real man, because that’s a dying species so


I must do what I can, do what I can


    to save this nation,


   to save the next generation.


How to get my voice heard?


How to get my message out? 


I know—I’ll be a teacher,


preaching everything I’m talking about,


   coaching at the same time,


   preaching my message,


   changing children’s minds.


   Changing children’s lives.

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