The Promise

THIS is a short poem about living to fulfill your purpose in life.

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Idol Minds

There is a one. A one we know. A one we know and love. Love and admire. A one we always want to be a part of. A one in our ears. In our faces. Basic every place. A one on the radio. The internet. The news paper. The magazine. On the billboards. And yeah.… Continue reading Idol Minds

Fall Short.

InstagramCapture_7d77e947-afa0-499b-b3d8-5f2f15c55cb8I have been told I am one in a million.
I make mistakes times close to a million.
Times.  Apparently I never get.
Tired of humiliate.
Ing myself.
Mbu. I need help.
But how will I get.
If check.
Every wreck.
Every mistake.
Every misstep.
I make.
I take.
Every glass I break.
In my wake.
On my way.
To achieving something great.
Something great.
Something higher than I get.
If I get.
But I don’t get.
I don’t think I need to get!
His ways are higher than my ways.
My mistakes.
My missteps.
Am I on the right staircase?
If I take a step.
Step of faith.
Will I crash-land on my face?
Maybe yes.
Take a guess.
But nevertheless.
I say yes.
To a tough nother mistake.
Least I know which not to make.
Road not to take.
Word not to say.
If I dare speak.
It’s like Eleanor say.
Mrs. Roosevelt.
Do what your heart say.
Haters hate anyway.
So I’m on my way.
Making the same mistakes.
To you.
But all the while learning something new.
Something good.
Something that gives me a clue.
For the next step.
I fall short but we all do.
Maybe more than others I do.
But how will I get if I do.
Not?
Isn’t that the highest form of falling short?