I Am...

I Am...

A Poem by Brandon
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A look at a black boy, who grew up living a hard life

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I am the child

Momma never smiled

Walking lonely miles

Told to suck it up

Crying wasn’t tough

 

I am that brother

Daddy was a hustler

Used to hate my mother

Sat in the back of the class

Went to school to chase a*s

 

I am that n***a

Dick bigger

Finger on the trigger

Don’t walk around my way

You don’t wanna get slayed

 

I am that man

Confused. I don’t understand

Reflecting on my past

Scared and all alone

Searching for my soul

© 2009 Brandon


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Nice one Brandon I feel this one because you took use through stages in life that gives us a view of the man that is in front of us.

I am that man

Confused. I don't understand

Reflecting on my past

Scared and all alone

Searching for my soul


Great Write!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


Brandon this is a beautiful, soulful work. I wish that I had the words when I was very young to be able to desribe the pain of my feelings, but I couldn't. It's only later in my life that I finally let go enough to get some of those words down. I am not sure why words, even painful words, have such power to heal, but they do. Your words are a blessing to your reader because they are honest and have a way of connecting us all together.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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