Visits to the Cemetery

Sat, 10/06/2018 - 12:03 -- AiM

Visits to the cemetery,

Would rather be making deposits to a comissary.

Can't believe you thought your presence, wasnt necessary.

Nearly twelve years without seeing you,

Ironically i was twelve when i last seen you.

Time flew; really wish you gave a cue.

But that's life, nothing is ever given.

It is more about what you are giving, and being purposed driven.

This visit was long over due,

Thanks to you, Brother i grew.

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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