The Path I've Chosen
To all those who ask what if.
I ask my self would my life be different,
Had I gone a different route?
Had I married my dream lover,
The first time we'd met?
Had I been raised by a different Mother?
Would I have been Happy?
Had I not scoffed and listened to her words,
Would I have 2 sons and a daughter today?
My children are so different.
One is night, One is day.
My daughter talks to everyone,
She scoffs at those who look down their Noses,
She turns her cheek the other way.
My Son is quiet,
A very handsome man.
He's proud he's tall,
He Carries his head held high.
He's black, he's proud,
He says someday he's gonna be a Lawyer.
My daughter's gonna be an Anthropologist,
Or a Geologist.
What happened to the Little Girl,
I dressed in Ribbons and bows:
Now she dresses like a man.
Had my son TJ grown to be a man,
What would he be like?
Would he be his' father's son,
Like my daughter is her fathers daughter?
Or would he and I be close,
Like His brother Patwin and I?
I can't help but wonder,
As his birthday grows so near.
This year he'd be 21, a full grown man.
I can't help but wonder,
But yet I won't ask why.
You see in the past,
Questions never answered, It was as if I talked to myself.
The spirits come and play and talking with me in my sleep.
TJ is there, only I've never seen his face.
You asked me yesterday,
Why I turned back on God.
I told you I didn't turn my back.
You see it was him,
He turned his back to me, and walked the other way.
I ask you please don't walk ahead of me,
Don't walk behind me,
But walk at my side.
Lets Make the mistakes together now,
And live our happy life.
by Calvspw
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