September 11th, 2001 was one of the
tragic days in human history. Thousands died and many others were affected.
When we reflect on those events, we mourn those who risked their lives and
those who were affected. We must also think about those who still struggle
today due to those tragic events.....
SATIATION
Can I have some more
Can you spare a dime?
Yeah you can walk past me, and its fine
But have you ever taken the time, to
look past the grime
To question the reason why I am
homeless? The reasons why my satiation has yet to be filled
And why I still have the urge to beg you?
Yes, I’m human just like you, And
although the clothes and stench may have you fooled
The truth is that I was ONCE in your
shoes
But do you have any idea of how it feels
to have everything taken away from you?
Blessed to have a family and a job, To
come home to a home cooked meal and alleviate my child’s sobs…To hear the
stories of my family’s day, The 100 on the spelling test and the game winning
catch at the little league game
The raise received at work, and the
cries of my daughter who can’t find a date yet for the prom
I Thought life couldn’t get any
better...Until that fateful day when it happened to me
On September 11th 2001 at 8:46 AM…
My family was in the wrong place at the
wrong time
Near the site of the terrorist
attack....They Succumbed to wounds of a collision
And no they weren’t under my provision
Because it was under my suspicion
That once 5pm Tuesday hit….something was
wrong
I found out my family was gone………and I
lost it
I LOST IT ALL!!!!My family, my life…..my
mind…..everything
So I went ballistic, because my
mental logistic could not comprehend how realistic this situation was
After my release from the asylum, my
lease was up, my job was too….and my belongings belonged to someone else….
So I began bathing in a nearby
pond, Eating food at places that I wasn’t too fond
And trying to receive clothes from
nearby charity bonds
And seeing people slowly
abscond Just to remain afloat
But see, when you have nothing in
your possession
And no support to lean on, The
possibilities of a second chance is remote
So, Mr. Gates, can YOU spare a quarter,
although you have trillions
And can You Mr. Athlete help out a fan,
although you have millions……I THOUGHT SO
Ostracized by society because I didn’t
meet the societal norm....And I truly have seen how my education didn’t mean
SHIT…if you can’t walk in an interview without a pressed suit.
I really thought things would get
betterSave for my only possessions…..$10.00, a Metrocard, a pair of jeans a
blue jacket and this sweater
So….once again…have you thought about
how I’m feeling right now
How I am surviving, how I maintain, how
I’m just getting by
This dollar has meant more to me than
ever before
And IM TIRED of being turned around by
closed doors
Running from place to place
for warmth in the winter
If you were me, you would never take
anything for granted...Because although the life that you live may be
enchanted, Even Cinderella’s coach turned back into a pumpkin
No I’m not like this because I’m
lazy, Nor do I say all of this because I’m crazy
But because my future seems hazy….In
these streets, taking it day by day.
No one to help me and falling asleep to
the rattling sounds of the change that is in my cup, symbolizing my hope for a
change in my life as I realize that I have nowhere to go but up
But…..until that times comes, Where
God can see my full potential, and I can live just fine….
Can I get some more?......Can you spare
a dime?
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