Corey Ross Poet Prose Poetry

My Image

Just Like we were made in God's image
I believe he was made in mine
time is of the essence, and ever since
he was brought into this world 
I been giving him something 
I never had, a dad
and like all children we all make mistakes
so he's gonna be looking to me 
to teach and distinguish real from fake
love from hate fact from fiction
true love from lust deception
and unjust from loyalty and trust
and if your gonna be anything successful 
in this world education is a must
no one said it was easy, but 
remember this anyone can give 
a speech, what makes you great
is the audience that you reach
this world isn't what it's all
cracked up to be, and trust me
we're still fighting for freedom
because honestly it's still not free
your father was made in God's image 
so, imma teach you how to walk like me
now you don't have to be like me
I want you to leave your own mark in life
so I leave with you life is what you make it
nevermind the roll of the dice

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