The Day I Got What I Prayed for
Insignificance
Once I prayed for meekness
To carry on and teach
I’ve was so blessed through the struggle
One step further, I prayed for insignificance
I cried out to ones I thought loved me;
Why don’t you love me
When I love them so
Leaning against the corner of that brick building
The newspaper office is where I laid my pen down
And I took a drag of a cigarette, a lit from my zipper and a blue tip match
And straggled down a familiar alley way in life
Through it all, God held me near
And my son prays for me, has taken up the cloth
He said, call me Mom, if you need to talk
Last year I told of my prayers for meekness
Single parenting poorly
In so many ways
Did any one ever realize when they called me a freak
I am a Child of the Most High
Quite possibly different is good
(2015)
I love so many. I have cried out to people to accept and love me. Perhaps as the monk said, we are truly blessed to see the world lowly
This world is not my home
I know God
I talk to him
Sometimes He speaks to my heart
And may Christ coucil me as I walk;
He said, I would not be hurt anymore
Any emotional pain I have made upon self
With selflessness I bid you a good day,
and may you receive wonderous blessings of prosperity and joy
Children of mine..., friends, loves
