Thursday, November 13, 2008

Sometimes

Sometimes right isn't a direction but rather a rejection of wrong
Sometimes the ability to be weak is better than being strong
Sometimes the fear of losing is all you need to win
Sometimes I don't need air or water but I'll die without the pen
Sometimes I feel like an outcast trapped inside this cast called a body
Sometimes I find a peaceful solitude surrounded by everybody
Sometimes it rains but the sky stays blue
Sometimes a little polish can make whats old feel new
Sometimes with open eyes the vision is clouded but with closed eyes my vision becomes clear
Sometimes you become the head by taking pride in being the rear
Sometimes my mood changes with the weather
Sometimes i let it all go floating on nothingness like a feather
Sometimes I fail the quiz but I past the test
Sometimes 2 answers are technically correct the trick is choosing the best
Sometimes life seems short but there's always time for change
Sometimes I cry when I'm happy other times I smile through the pain
Sometimes for the sake of peace when its not my fault i accept the blame
Sometimes......

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

My Only Man

The only man in my life has always had a wife
he's been God fearing and loyal my entire life
raised in the IL states projects
bettering himself became his project
balling out of a sense of desperation above every situation the streets dealt
while I slept he worked
while I played
he stayed in the streets chasing his dreams teaching me what entrepreneurship means
ain't been too many an event he hasn't attended
tried to let another take his place a broken heart he mended
even though he works all night and legally hustles all day
he made time for every church play
brought home doughnuts for every first day
never missed a birthday
critiqued my outfits and shook the hand of every date
treated me like a princess
worked until he could tuck me into bed in a castle in the middle of suburbia
he picked out my first prom dress
even in times when my behavior must have disappointed him
the look in his eyes lets me know he believes he's blessed he made me
with my head buried in his chest I realize how blessed I am God gave him to me
on days when his body must be tired and he should lie down
he stands he pushes he still has so much more to give
everyday I thank the heavens I am his
his expectations have fueled me
his teaching and discipline have molded me
his love and direction watered the seed until the seedling became a tree the girl became a woman ME
so i have no reason to look twice when half a man hangs his head out of something nice
unoriginally trying to explain that with him I can have whatever I like
there's nothing over the course of my life that hasn't been provided for me....more than twice
that's why I set my expectations for men so high
I've been blessed with the presence of a real man my entire life
I won't settle for less when for decades I've freely experienced more
I won't even imagine trading the man who stands with me here for one who doesn't at least strive to compare