A Changed Man
Lord knows that I'm not perfect
I've made bad decisions and choices
I've ever ignored my inner voices, and ended up in places that I've should not
have been
I've seen so many things and some many faces in these strange places
Been called so many names, and kept getting into fights, kept doing my dirt, but left no traces
All of this come my way even though I stayed in my own lane
I know after hearing some of this, you may shake your head, and whisper to yourself
What a crying shame
We're living in a day and time where real is fake, and fake is real, and life is just a game
I've never thought in a million year that I would be carrying my community on my shoulder
Do what I do, showing love and support to those who are less fortunate try to make it over
Nooo, not me
I was just a little hood rat from the mean streets of Baltimore
Until I started seeing thing differently
Now I'm the brother trying to give back in which I've taking from
in other words, I'm trying to Bmore
More than a conqueror as I stand on the Promises of God
I can't turn back now, even though things are rough and times get hard
I say all that to take this,
the acts of ministry Is Random if you can see
So don't worry about being a blessing to someone else, and what around until the timing is right
Because God can and will deliver you, just like he delivered me
No need to ask my name, just call me a changed man
Copyright © Nsideout Davis | Year Posted 2018
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