From side to side;
the smile of the morning sun,
and the cool of the midnight moon,
amidst the sparky stars.
I grin like a Cheshire cat.
as I seat underneath Divinity’s love for the globe;
the Soft breezes blow from odorous meadows
I get filled up with
nostalgic memories,
Oh! the good old days.
my dark brown eyes,
the dark youthful skin,
my frizzy youthful hair.
Everything retreated from me.
Oh! the good sweet old days,
Am now ancient,
My never ending epistemophilia and
wish to give the young people optimism.
my adaptability be exhume,
and live among the folk.
Change cannot be paused,
it’s an automatic,
it needs not your consent to transpire.
Wreathed in smiles,
about my then and now;
I go to slumber like
a bird singing on the tree.
I’ve tasted of life’s sweet wine.
GOOD
What’s good about me? Nothing
and everything. Nothing because
like everyone else I am a sinner;
everything because like some I am saved.
My attempt to do good is nothing at all
unless I walk in my Father’s shoes
BAD
I can be like a tape on repeat. Can you visualize
the movie reel: ‘round and ‘round it goes
flapping in the wind, like flapjack pajamas,
exposing the hind quarters to everyone.
— happens when I feel wronged
but sista…oh brother, by the grace of God
I’m an overcomer
SPECIAL
I grin like a Cheshire cat, with my pearly off-whites.
I carry my bible in my heart. Can’t take it away from me.
it’s part of me — well Jesus is.
Love my family, like most…
I want the best for them like most…
Like some, their eternity is a grave matter…
I pray without ceasing. For them, you and me
3/9/2020
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