The Way

"THE WAY"


what they never tell you is,
getting it together takes long.
what they never tell you is,
getting it together after 
losing it all is quicker.
what they never tell you is,
getting it together again and
again will murder it all.
this time,
I picked a female who puts 
three subjects before me:
her brothers, her kids and 
the coloreds.
I picked a red head who has 
hated that she never had a 
father and now that she has 
one, she hates it, she hates 
me.
I picked an antisocial 
teenager who doesn’t know if 
she should love or hate me.
I picked a thirteen-year-old 
who loves me because the man 
her mother needed for the 
moment despises her.
I picked a tinker bell who 
loves males but hates that he 
finally had one to correct 
him.
what they never tell you is,
getting it together for a 
group who never had it 
together can turn hatred for 
you.
so confused, so hurt, 
so scared, so abandoned, 
so fatherless.


here I am-
here I am-
here I am-

I’m here.


By: Chicano Eddie
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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