![]() 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 Author![]() JordanAboutI 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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