Another Chapter

When the pain comes crashing down
with an unbearable force, and my mind
cannot withstand the pressure, I run
to God for inner strength, another chapter
added to my lengthy testimony.

There Are Signs

Seek influence from a positive source,
don’t run into the first set of
open arms that smiles your way.

Stay alert! You’ll know when something is
detrimental to your mental health;
you’ll recognize when you need to walk away.

Even if you’re na├»ve, there’ll still be signs,
don’t get caught up in careless activities
just to keep your mind off the dysfunction
going on at home.

An unpleasant crowd doesn’t care if you
live or die in the streets, you’ll just be
another victim; another statistic;
another number checked off someone’s
forgotten list; it’s not worth throwing
your life away for a season.


How can a mother just lay on her back all-day
and watch her children struggle?
Why isn’t she motivated to help herself?
To help them advance?
I’m all too familiar with questions
and sorry excuses for a parent.
There are no excuses not to try.
Age ain’t nothing but a number.

The Good Life

Every parent I’ve known, who’ve gotten
the opportunity to come to America,
came here and worked to make a better way
for themselves and other members of their family.
Not so for the mother who didn’t raise me,
it’s the total opposite reaction. I don’t know
if she feels owed or what, knowing she’s not
up in age and can work to take care of herself,
I don’t see why she’s not motivated. Instead,
she retires on her back all-day and craves
the good life she’s always dreamed of achieving.

It’s My Job

I know where I’ve been, and I know what God
has brought me through; I know what I need to do
and if I can help it, I’d never want to be homeless
or without a home ever again. I’ll work my fingers
to the bone to ensure my children are always
well-taken care of, it’s my job
to provide them with stability.