Sunday, 2 September 2012

The Things I see

In this world I see hatred and fears based on lies. These lies are told, so that my skin color they'll despise. Never one to sit back, I chose yet to complain. I face imprisonment and death, for going against the grain. Not givenmany options, so I chose my own path. But I know the life of doing wrong won't last. As I watch friends and loved ones die, my eyes will not blink. Perhaps these are the reactions of a man who cannot think. Determined not to die, or to live my life behind these walls. I reach out for help, hoping that someone will hear my calls. Yet if I have to make it on my own, I understand the task. And I know that no matter what, these hard timed won't last. Determined to change my life, yet still searching for that way. I have complete faith and know that I will make it one day. So in this journey called life, I seek to find Gods plan. And struggle to accept that the world won't be changed by one man. So I look forward to the future and whatever it may be. And hopefully my future will change some of "The Things I See"! 

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American Nightmare

Hands stretched out for help, someone please hear my cry. I've watched all that I know and love, helplessly die. As I cling to life, the water has continued to rise. My strength overrides my fear, struggling to avoid a sudden demise. I claw, push, and kick, just tryna make it to the light. Hopeful that if I make it there, everything will be alright. I make my way to my roof, where I am horrified to see. That the devastation is everywhere and there are more people like me. I see bodies floating in water, cries for help ring out. Mayhem and destruction is what this storm has brought about. The storm that I speak of, is called by Katrina by name. Something so powerful, that it has torn houses from there frame. As I scan this scene of destruction, I am simply amazed. Not knowing at that moment, that we would be left there for days. How were we to know, that in this land of the free. That such destruction and desertion, was even a remote possibility. By the time help came, our lives had been forever changed. Five years later and their still slinging help promises on their campaigns. My house no longer a home, but I really don't think they care. I'm just hoping, wishing, and praying, for an end to my American Nightmare.

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