For once the day is good
Finding a smile as I should
On my own face as opposed to yours
My life does not compete, nor does it take scores
It just lives
And grows as is
To be that; that it will be
So I’ll just wait and see
While currently relaxing with a hot cup of green tea…
That so happens to be…
In a green mug
By some miracle, I managed to miss all slugs
Not that I was the target
They rang out as I on my way to the market
To re-stock on fresh veggies from the store around the corner
I stopped to ration out change to the mourners
Of a good life lost, some simply strung out
But their specifics is not something I need to know about
Because it’s not my business after all
Of what took place prior to the fall
Of the have-nots or their unfortunate history
But for the grace of God – it could have been me
Who am I to say
That I would never turn out that way
Shit happens…
That’s why I’m tappin’…
Typin’ instead of rappin’…
Reading aloud…to whoever hath an ear
Let him hear
Life has two gears
Courage and fear
It all depends
On which end
You choose to move the shift
It’s your choice whether you opt for a sink or a lift
En route to ‘Don’t Know’ but I know where I am
Stopping to visit real folks from the fam
Sorry, gotta pass by those who ain’t
Real I mean – won’t deal with you – I just cain’t
Oh yeah, that word is commonly used
When you’re from the south where language is subconsciously abused
But honestly, it is our native tongue
Derived from ancestors from everywhere – not just mom
From Africa to India and America too
I may be a mutt, but technically so are you
Can you really go back and find them all in one place
Thought so; yet not many of us check the ‘Other’ box when identifying our race
Somehow we’ve been groomed
To not leave much room
For what we actually know
Like puppets we only acknowledge what shows
Society’s design
Boggles the mind
Before it is placed
In a spot
Called the proverbial box
Where you will follow suit until the very end
But as a rule, you don’t have to stay in
Your mind is a priceless tool for what you aspire to be
Regardless of origin, crime, or design – screw the set-up; freedom is for free!
Jun 06, 2013 @ 07:03:46
“Your mind is a priceless tool for what you aspire to be.” Absolutely!
This is going to need to be read again!
Jun 07, 2013 @ 21:26:12
Thank you for that boost of confidence! 🙂
Jun 07, 2013 @ 05:25:59
Love it…Have many more GOOD days!!!
Jun 07, 2013 @ 21:22:43
Thanks, I’m working on it 🙂
Jun 07, 2013 @ 07:37:36
I liked the unpredictability to this poem – the slugs is a line I never saw coming! The poem has a lyrical quality to it as well that I like.
Jun 07, 2013 @ 21:28:30
Thank you so much! I find myself moving into that ‘lyrical’ vibe more often now. Glad you liked it! 🙂
Jun 11, 2013 @ 20:45:09
Brilliant work
Jun 11, 2013 @ 20:46:05
Thank you! 🙂
Jun 14, 2013 @ 05:22:32
That was really beautiful Charlene. You really are a “poet and don’t know it”, or maybe you do. Great work.
Jun 14, 2013 @ 07:49:55
Thank you so much for your encouraging words.