My life is quite out of control
Somehow all my time has been stolen
That one needs this
This one needs that
I happen to wear
Many a hat
I have myself to blame
I used to wear diamonds and furs
My life used to be quite a whirlwind
The evening dress
Hob nob impress
Impressing became
Unneeded stress
A life of loathe and lame
One day I left it all behind
Worked two jobs had to make a livin'
Found who I was
Happy because
Found out I liked me
Did not take pause
Won't go from whence I came
GREAT COMPARISON; TO BE RICH BY SOCIAL STANDARDS BUT NOT HAVE THE 'PRICELESS' THINGS THAT REALLY MATTER IS TO BE POOR. YET TO BE SOCIALLY POOR BUT RICH BY HEAVENLY STANDARDS, ABLE TO POSSESS THOSE THINGS THAT CAN'T BE BOUGHT, IS TO BE TRULY RICH. I AM REMINDED OF A POSTING BY A FINE POET ON AD ENTITLED; THE BEAUTY OF POVERTY. THIS IS A SIMPLE, STRONG WORK THAT SAYS A GREAT DEAL. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATION
How revealing of your life in a poem! I believe the old saying is true… The best things in life are free. And some you have to work hard for. Waitressing and caregiving are a are noble professions. I wish everyone knew that.
You said it, and good for you. It's so important to know who we are, and to like ourselves. If we don't like ourselves, it's hard for others to like us, and we end up living a life that's a lie. Another masterpiece.
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
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Micki