The possessions I pray upon/
Are not meant for me to grasp/
Toughs of becoming a man/
Is unreachable like the stars/
Joy I once had turned into fear/
Prayers, miracles and faith/
Are words that flow meaningless in my heart?
Someday I will plant my seed and watch them grow/
Emotional tides flows in and out like ocean waves/
Knowledge I inherited through family is now a thin line/
It is slowly disappearing into air without of a clue/
What will I be able to find?/
About the choices I took/
The mistakes I have made/
I just will know once I die/
I do not really know/
I really do not care/
For now in life I will overcome my presence/
And move on to next lifetime.
Copyright © Leotis Hargrove | Year Posted 2022
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