Life: The Definition
by James L Daniels
Sunday, December 28, 2003
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from the Miseducation of James L.Daniels
Life is what common sense does not know,
A calculus equation with no prior experience in parenthesis-
It is hurt.
It is pain.
My life has been two tears that a plus nor minus sign could multiply; it has been divided by depression and anxiety.
Life speaks as it pleases, and has no compassion for a mis-eductaed black man.
It is alcohol on an empty stomach, nausea after drinking six shots of loneliness.
It is living ones life without a father, being a bastard.
I knew my father; he lived in the same house as I did,
He just went into his room and shut his door for twenty-three years-
That makes me a bastard,
It makes you informed-
Listening to the quaint young mind of an aspiring writer explain what life is.
It is second attempts at first failures,
Life is learning what yesterday has showed you and exercising your memory.
It is what you exactly don’t know.
It’s what you’re waiting to see.
It’s what’s been written.
Two feet no training wheels,
You’re back facing me not knowing if you are smiling or frowning.
This one last word…
My pen is running out of ink,
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|Reviewed by jacqueline amos
|This is beautiful continue to teach the world has felt this pain, nevertheless man and ego and pride, shall never express the pain in side.|
|Reviewed by Karen Dunn
Correct, life is one lesson after another and if you don't pass the test -- the lesson comes back over and over again. However, once you learn the lesson and have the experience, WISDOM prevails and cream always settles at the top, however, you got to get thru the whey to get to the cream. Life is trecherous for the majority.
|Reviewed by June Thompson
|well done and understood|
|Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers
|Well you got my attention, and held it. Then left me hanging in mid-air, which as I read it was exactly the message that was sent. Wonderful write. Lisa|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|when the ink of life has run out, it's time to get a new pen ...|