Keorie Mcmillan Poet Classicism

Habit

I’m no more than what God prepared me to be . 
What’s in store just candy and artificial sweets
No fruit in the food desert for king 
I’m so hungry but all i could eat was sleep 
Planning the future promising myself I’ll learn to save 
This cave I’m chained in is no more than a fancy room 
Most importantly you
How dare I cherish those sinful moments 
You don’t know me 
I agree this is not what I need but indeed I wanted 
compassion with less words 
Now you curse at me 
I text back late 
I’m painting a Verb
Construction in my mind 
I relate to who heard 
You don’t even have to listen 
What I was missing is her
She don’t exist 
Your vision board just pictures and words 
Nothing you’ll actually accomplish 
Unless something different occur 
I see your position been limited 
It’s a Lack of ambition with her
I will not leave this plantation without you

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Beata Agustin July 8, 2023 at 4:45 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.