never judge a poem by its words
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before you judge
my poems by its words
read 1st
dust off the ignorance of dirt in your heart and soul
and just read
read this poem as i reveal myself through my words
i want anybody to cast stones on my kicks
thats the 1st step
can you get through? get to it
thats the 2nd step
not many could survive the life i have lived
and tell my story that way i know how
my 1st steps stumble me into a downward spiral
of all my trials and tribulations
i was that young man superceded by power and dominance by those
who thought they can overempower themselves
until i became that man as one
the black sheep of that woman who gave birth to me
talented by characteristics of my father's genes
what is the 3rd step? is those kicks you wearing? can you manage to get by?
i highly doubt you can handle the next set of misfortunes
deprived of my family (the whole family)
pushed into conformity of a survival, being on my own
left in the preadatory misuse of my livelihood
combined with the mishandling of my presence
what would you know the life i lived that transform me to the man i am?
it's not even a quarter of a mile
your smile, gone right?
you aging right? i can tell by looking at the change of your posture
its not straight like it use to be at one time
your walk slouches as if you are about to fall into depths of karma
that comes back to all that was done to me
despite all the judgement
you still fail to see, all the attempts to break me
while i laid there, i embrace me
while family erased me
as my hand interlock their intrusion of my being
i was deprived of unity from the ones they call family
dragging me to their web of power i took and
power i took away from them
leaving them behind
to my place where my dignity laid as i fell to my knees
to rise from that place where wombs were filled with guilt
was flushed harshly where i needed to find peace
as that glimpse of happiness opened up
here dwells demons lurking around the corner
where skeletons of my past may swarm me like killer bees
fear of their evils were my evils
i stung them with the most beautiful thing that could ever happen to me
they were stung by my forgiveness
i deprive me of young people
in order to reassure their happiness
by sealing it with a gift call life that is far better than what i have