The Transition (More of My Truths and Thoughts0
we were all born into sin but as time progressed
I became guilty of so many sins of the flesh
I guess the pain I possed needed an outlet
but would only get expressed when I became upset
raw pain and emotion led to savage rage
I behaved so far from the way I was raised
became accustomed to street life so most days
was in a drunk stupor or occasional weed haze
stickups,re-ups summer games that we played
street beefs,club fights sometimes the guns blazed
never thought I'd loose my little cousin in that way
should have read the signs , I could feel them that day
can't run from the pain so I had to face it
knew I needed a change but I wouldn't embrace it
All praises to God I rebuke you Satan
I'm ready to stand in front of the world a changed man
but old habits are hard to break
sometimes the ghost in your past are hard to shake
they'll peck at your flesh until it starts to ache
if you can relate then you know the toll it takes
Copyright © Michael White | Year Posted 2008
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