A Change Has ComeA Poem by JordanIt’s easy to look into my past and point fingers If it wasn’t for this person or that situation maybe I would have become more than I am I am a product of the society I was raised in
More human bullshit delivered to others in an attempt to skip and evade the truth I am an only child with the mind of a criminal my arch enemy, greatest foe, is simply myself
Anger ruled me ever since I was a child I would hold it in hoping to suppress it the effect was a covered pot boiling furiously until I exploded bringing forth vengeance and violence
alcohol and drugs were my one true escape I was lost for years in the underbelly of Philadelphia hanging with original gangsters doing gangster stuff even with my education I am no different than them
I just talk more proper, walk more upright I have the ability to knock an old lady in the head then sit down in a corporate meeting with a vice president I am a chameleon able to fit into all walks of life
under my boyish qualities, and rough interior I am that same frightened little boy scared of everyone and anything around me violence and vengeance are just tools I used to keep you away from the real me
I am a spiritual being, god fearing and believing drawing and painting are my hobbies writing is my passion I love all people more than I love myself
Love freed me from my fears in her eyes I found salvation her arms taught me security and her faith showed me forgiveness through her I became a new man
one who learned the value of giving over taking she became my inspiration the reason I drew breath now I sit alone with only my tears to comfort me remembering her who forever changed me
Rest in peace my first love and best friend © 2010 JordanReviews
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2 Reviews Added on September 8, 2010 Last Updated on September 8, 2010 AuthorJordanAboutI use to bite my tongue to just get along in life. Closing my eyes to the obvious that I see every day. Now with my pen and paper I finally get to speak in poetic versus and spoken words of thought... more..Writing
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