No one knows what it's like
To live as a ****
we have Hobbies,
Relationships
And we give Our kids hugs.

No one knows what it's like
To be Black all the time
For everyone to lock doors around you,
In fear of imminent crime.

No one know what's it like
To be Me
My problem are through the roof.
I take my anger out
Through poetry.

No one knows what it's like
To be Someone Else
I'm grateful to be here
Happy,
Alive,
And hopefully in good health.

If we all placed our problems on a table,
We'd take ours back.
That's a line I learned from a White gentleman,
Who looked at me for more than being Black.

Appreciate Everyone

Striving to achieve goals for others
My Daughter
Staying true to ideals of another
My Mother
Constant vigilance so as to not be like my uncle's brother
*My Father

You're more beautiful than anything I've ever seen.
Infatuated with your morning face
Before layers of make up
And glistening hair from oil sheen.
You demand attention within every room
You're a perpetual storm of beauty
Just your existence makes angels swoon
You require no additives or extra fillings
Your allure is truly a gift from above
Without a proverbial ceiling.

You are woman
And everything I say is true.
You are woman
And we as man are truly blessed
To be allowed to exist beside you

Oh how this world spins fast,
Where a teenage life does barely last
As I remember events gone past

But for the future I seek
(Can I have a little peek?)
Some events I would like to occur
And to futuristic sight-seeing I will refer

I want to know if I am capable
Of something unmistakeable:
Love
I want to love again

Have another young love
Be truly free, the soaring dove

"<>-,,♢ so much to explore! ♢°°,,☆"
○<>,,☆ as far as the eye can see! <>,,@""
+,,=" I'm content to be a dwarf star ,,+
-\/,,☆°° amongst the supernovae! ..+_♢°
•¤''☆..@<>♢..¤°°...☆''~~♢▪▪..''
°°,,,♡▪▪☆°*

SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/12/2015