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Broken Crutch

Another soul has been set free
Trying to be all it can be

Which in reality isn't much
Another cripple on a broken crutch

Slowly trying to make his way
Through the trials of another day

Through my pen energy is spent
As I try to circumvent

I search for ways to relate
I was once so full of hate

I hated God for taking my mother
The fact I was the forgotten brother

I hated the poverty I grew up in
Then I truly learned of hatred in the pen

I rose to the top of the hatred pool
Took pride in being a home-boy fool

Just as a mother pulls her baby to her breast
I blasted my hatred all over my chest

I took love and hate placed them on a scale
I weighed out heaven and weighed out hell

I suddenly became overwhelmed with shame
As I realized that I had gone insane

For it became clear as clear could be
The only thing I truly hated was me

The last time I walked out the prison gate
I stopped and shook off all my hate

Praise God and the power from above
My heart and soul were filled with love

I came home and started to rebuild my life
Was taught how to love by my loving wife

I learned to love my neighbors regardless of creed
Offer my assistance to anyone in need

If your battling hatred heed what I say
It's a hell of a price for a soul to pay

Take your hatred and go to the mirror
Ask of the Lord, "Help me see clearer"

For hatred is just like any other sin
It's not external it's born with - in

You will discover a joy like no other
As you learn to love yourself then your brother

Another soul has been set free
I'm trying to be all I can be

Which in reality isn't much
Another cripple on a broken crutch

This poem is dedicated to Milton Hemsted who
carried himself in such a way that in the most racial
of environments I found myself with no choice but
to love and respect that man. He broke down my racial
barriers and taught me to love my Lord, myself and my
neighbor. I hope someday we will get to meet again
as free men. Love & respects Milton.
I apologize if I have offended anyone and for the 
man I once was. God bless

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