ClimbingI am the struggles of what has been left behind,counting time as dollars, I haven’t enough of the dollars and cents to make ends meet.I am the struggles of what is in front of me, yet, I try and climb the walls of strength, climbing sometimes, and falling, it seems,other times.I am the struggles not giving up because on thedays that I fall, you stand right beside me, inside me, in back of me, in front of me, and you lift me over the hurdles of a world that doesn’t know how to leave their struggles behind, and to thee I give my precious inner self, and I wait, and you deliverme once again from the struggles on this land, and I climb without falling to make ends meet.

All Rights Reserved, Rosalyn R Walker, 2002