future
I’m a seed
Enduring forecasts of mystery.
Whether precipitation or sun rays,
Win or loss,
Take it all with consistency.
It’s time for me to go home
It’s time for me to pray
It’s time for me to think
It’s time for me to say
I want to be free as a bird in the sky.
I want to become a published author
and pass on a book of advice to my daughter.
I want to be loved and give love
Freedom is the most beautiful thing
I took for granted,
She was once in my life but then she vanished.
I ended in a cell cold and lonely,
I felt stranded,
feeling like what happened?
You’ve sweat, bled, and worked diligently
To provide and survive.
You’ve fought endlessly for equal rights,
love, respect and what defines moral standards.
You sung songs, wrote words of wisdom,
poetry, gave stories and taught us well.