I only know the kid I was, from days that past and photos taken
Remember my nightmares and dreams forsaken
I look ahead and find memories cloudy
Try to forget and get in trouble for being way too rowdy?
No detentions in school, or elsewhere, thank God!
I've heard the poem, don’t spoil the children or spare the rod
Oh yes, my soul, our souls, must be saved
Give us the place, the peace, the angriest of ways
For me, I must study, read and read it again
The gift of my good grades comes from within
Dyslexic and disarming, I read words sideways and in reverse
Poetry for me was a promising curse
The curse of a F, sometimes a D plus
I had to read poetry and read it again
Seeing strange meanings and confusion the path
Now go to college and read it again
Why can't it be said in simple terms, like math
Swim harder, swim more, swim like Dr. Seuss says, " and swim even more"
No medals for me, just stand in line.
Look smart with team photos and pretend that I'm fine.
Impress my coaches, teachers and peers.
Hope for the best and pretend to avoid the jeers.
Work my tail off to study some more,
Knowledge is power and I will provide for the poor
Love for most music and most times alone
No. Just independent and short on the phone
I see some connections but move on ahead
Treading water and making more bread
Poetry for I, begins to take place
Haiku, the start and prose the pace
Recipes for cooking, baking and frying
I worked a pizza joint once, not to my liking
Saved by my Dad, a grump with heart
Stubborn and aching, but gave me my start
No delays, No way can I write this with a hope of some pay
The Law is concrete and filled with facts
I am the kid from over the tracks
Schedules and statutes and empty postponements
Trials and motions
Appearance without meaning and empty days of valid atonements
Success is the only method of dyslexic
Forget that fact and life becomes so damn hectic
My pets are my joy and give me a smile
They don't argue or complain not even a while
I fish and find peace
I fish only catch and release
No drugs, no smoking, no drink
Jesus, If I did that, I couldn't feel to think
I'm going to make it bigger than life
I had a bad start loaded with strife
Like the tea leaves about to be placed into hot water
I watch the change
My family is very, very important to me
Mad at my birth mom, who refuses to see
No help with school, life's in a bottle
No smiles, no cards, no emails to follow
A kid brother an athlete, a father a cop, my stepmom & my step grandma always on top
Chasing my dream to get a license in Law, just wonder
Experts in guidance that could never even ponder
You’re just a kid that cuts firewood for honey.
Advise your dad that we need more money!
Restack the confusing phrases in the order of kind
And that is the poet in me you will find.
For these are my faults, difficulties as you can see.
For this is who I am; this is Me.