Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther Poet Free verse

Notes About The Poem

I started writing this yesterday.  Somethings are harder to write

Than others,  especially from memory. The  original words of this

Phrase is AIN'T NOTHIN'  BUT A CAKE WALK. So I made some 

Corrections.  I tried to convince my self that life  was easy without

My father.  This story is a combination of fact and fiction.   

Ain'T Nothing But a Cake Walk

Those words on my mind " Ain't
NOTHING BUT A CAKE WALK"
Sitting back in my father's favorite chair
He was right it was easy, a cake walk.
Thinking about Times when I tried until
There was no effort left.  Trying
Beyond strength.  I steeled myself 
Against  morbid tears for these
Were TEARS of sorrow.
I tried earnestly I thrived I 
Fought the fight I survived.
Worth it all? Never a pitiful eye did
I ever need. Worse of all
I spat knives and nails with
Only my breath left.
I struggled pass my shadow when 
It preceded me 
I grew impatient  with my self.
This is the youngster I Once was.
Never giving up the clutch of the crutch
I was proudly flying but I was my own
Reluctant super hero after my father
Died I stood young angry and 
Supremely arrogant 
I heard his words AIN'T NOTHING BUT A CAKE
WALK in my thoughts, a recital 
I was alive! nothing toxic in
My view, searching for my father's shoes.

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