The below is a spoken word poem, so take that in context when reading. I use to write poetry quite often, not as much these days but this is new…wrote it on 1-17-12.
If you whittle away at this page long enough words start taking shape and out comes a story about life, the world, and the human experience. For some reason I can sit and keep drumming away at this keyboard searching for the meaning of life, the meaning of my life, or maybe just the right rhythmic beats to keep you captivated long enough to finish reading.
The stories develop as I search the filing cabinet in my mind with a fine toothed comb but soon realize my mind is fighting back trying to lock so much away, this I still do not know. We are one yet we go careening through this life with different goals and some tension, like one was jilted by the other. Evicted memories yet traces stay, enough to base a blog post on; but too much truth revealed leaves hurt feelings in the world because so many are ashamed of what they did.
And it’s in that fact that I try to take my voice back, a work in progress when you fear what others think or say but in the end I have to speak my truth because none of us are here to stay. That dilemma of choosing yourself over others, your voice over the noise, your worth over their words…that battle still rages in this man today even though I live a life so beyond my dreams that I write about how it’s undeserved.
The cries from children left neglected, unwanted, stained from the heroes in their lives is what keeps me coming back to this sunrise to live another day finding my way so I can give those lost souls an avenue to travel down with ticker tape and mended hearts…to those kids, and the one still fighting inside of me, this life is YOURS…those physical beatings, the verbal assaults and all that misplaced, displaced fear that your heroes pile on you is…well, it is for you to climb to the top of and use it as your mountain to speak from, to stick your flag in the ground and claim your self-worth, self pride, and self love.
For this is your time so do not let another steal your minutes here with good intent go forward and place your words carefully into this world and teach, help, guide, inspire others to do the same because it turns out this is not a game and we must know that to fix this we must break the already broken.
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