"My Life, coming to Understanding" Part 2
Completely befuddled, thoughts were huddled
Cuddled with the streets but the heat was minimize
Sitting in this cell there's no compromise
Living in this hell won't claim my demise
Used to throw rocks at the penitentiary just to maintain
The judge retaliated by throwing seventeen bricks of compressed pain with precise aim
Removed from prison general population into confinement
Because I found excitement I'm giving out appointments with the pavement
Unpredictable is the only way to explain this moment
The chaplain asking for my presence was putely unseasonable
For he's the scholder of the most horrific news imaginable
My Mother I love dearly fell asleep at the wheel
Departing alongside instantly in union my baby sister
so there were no pain to feel
Other family members suffered intertwine with our loss broken bones
Once affirmed through my brother by phone
My heart was pierced by stone
she left me being a failure
Falling victim to the I struggle culture
now coming to understanding that it's not okay to be a mess
I promise not to fail at having my Mother watch down on me
a positive seccess
I love you momma' and sis', amy y'all rest.
2014 jan 25
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2012 jun 26
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2012 mar 5
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