A true story of my car wreckA Poem by PraiserI smile not to cry If not afraid, why do they say I’m scare when death already tried? Looking back over my life, when I haven’t left my body to search gravity without flight Playing a chess game with my past, when all the movie time is making I `m loosing to this day, that don’t have to, have a tomorrow to say, I done through my life away Fighting poverty with love I carried for my son How much love, do I have to share, for every tear I cried? With this little girl that is not mind Running when I didn`t know who I was, when I was born to be the greatest Never understood Why my path was table fill with scraps That left me homeless to be alone Cold from the threats of death, I was thrown 50 feet out the back window Lying in a corn field at age of 21, seeing all things I wouldn’t do with my son, I miss the dream where his sister would call me father Because the pain was more then to much,I didn`t susppoose to live that ninght Did I won`t to live, at the time, I didn’t understand why I was hear Did I choose to live, no it was God will Holding the desire of my son love with question at the age now, I`m 42 When God said his sister was mine, like Jesus This is something sex couldn’t do His will for me, to live Was for them to have my cries, and since his sister wasn’t mine, but she is my little girl Heaven 11 and prince 19 Looking back with your eyes you see death is still trying At a age you don’t understand and heaven you was born yet I wrote to this car wreck and say I forgive you When everything is in God hand Mama I say thank you, and for your mother Prince, I thank her to for being there with their prayers © 2011 Praiser |
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Added on October 7, 2011 Last Updated on October 27, 2011 AuthorPraiserLynchburge, VAAboutI write for God an I dance for him My group mime is call prodigious My hip hop Gospel group is movers and shakers , my Minstery name is Praiser the Show-off Worshiper more..Writing
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