I must have balled my eyes out On my knees curled up what seemed to me In the form of a fetus Praying to the Almighty God Amen Ra for forgiveness
Oh...did I call out His name loud! Loud to myself so that I didn’t wake up my family Damn shame that I...haven’t any shame in my............Game To let -you - in-on- my- secrete Watch this though Many souls have the same secrete But I’m the only knucklehead that’s unable to keep it...to myself
Today I cried out to God To make me a better man As well as a better servant A better Baba (father) to my children A better brother to my brother’s and sister’s of the earth!
Today I cried soooo hard til my soul could release Release all the pain and all the hurt I must have cried so much that I could see within My clear teardrops that wouldn’t stop past ills and past dirt So many tears I shed...tissue was no longer my friend That’s when I reached out for an old beat up t-shirt
To wipe off my face and blow my nose To get rid of all of that liquid I cried so hard like a kid remembering How he once had to go out and get a switch to whoop
His own butt with...yes... I ...did...call out to Him...(God) To change my life and make me better.....faster....to get closer To him..........stronger....cause I’m no longer able to do it by myself I’m still a piece of work in progress and learning life lessons Today...is...my... confession... Today...I Today I cried so hard.... Today
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
I was feeling my children when I wrote this piece. They seriously are my world.
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