[This poem was inspired by a high school student that I was substitute teaching on December 14, 2010.
I pray that she is on her way to understanding GOD'S purpose and plan for her precious life!]
Love is what I knew before I turned two.
Watching my mom struggling Doing what her man chose not to DO.
Facing the blows at that babysitter she knew
Who had an unsafe place inside which my heart grew.
Cold is how I feel about these things I see.
If it doesn’t show me bling, then it is not for me.
Why DO I care about what U want me to be?
U were not around then nor is my dad here now..or is he?
I saw my future in a movie called “2012”…not fun.
I was introduced to the news watching on "nine-eleven-o-one"
So many lies were fed to each daughter and son.
So many hopes and dreams were cruelly undone.
Who can U trust in this world so jacked?
Where will my life go in a cyber network hacked?
When will I feel strong enough to move out of this pack?
Why does it feel that on me GOD turned his back?