Life Been Hard

Since I've been born life's been hard 
Lived in roach filled apartments with dirt filled yards
My mom did all that she can
She was sick with cancer and getting used by men
My mom had four kids and only one leg
She was hurting so bad she could barely get out of bed
We went from out west, to the projects, to the shelter
Where was family when she needed them to help her
Some nights we didn't have anything to eat
We had used clothes and passed down shoes on our feet
One day this man had my mom by her neck in the air
He knew she was sick and what he did wasn't fair
We were little kids but we helped all we could
Two women pulled us in a room so he could beat her as he would
I loved my mom to death because she never left our side
Until she went into the hospital and didn't come out alive
My life was far from the word glory
I never saw my father or his people, but that's another story
It seems like things only got woser
When my mom passed that's the last I saw of my baby brother
We got split up now it's just me and my sister
By this time I'm really just shook up
God put my grandparents in our lives to replace the pain
But it stuck to me like an unremovable stain
Why me, so many years I wondered why
So hurt, I thought it will fill better if I were to die
Life broke me down till I could barely stand
If this didn't happen I wouldn't be the man that I am
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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August 28, 2008 at 11:34 AM
Wow. So sorry for all you have been through. Way to much for someone so young to go through. No doubt, you are better, stronger and wiser than most for doing so. Hope life is treating you good now. Thank you so much for your lovely comments. Warmest wishes. Love, Shar
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August 27, 2008 at 6:27 PM
You know I watched my mom drown at four and was a junkie by 16 - Spent many years in prison and got clean at 42 - I'm now 47. I located my fathers family that I also had never met any of - My father had already passed away but I met my Brother and Sister this year- I now try hard to live my life for the Lord and it is a pleasure to meet you - Beautiful poem
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