I made a mistake.

I thought it was a joke.

I laughed it off.

Yet a lump came in my throat.

I saw your face.

I knew that I was wrong.

I change the subject.

Then it came through a song.

I apologize for what I said.

I really meant no harm.

I tried to soften the blow,

But it came through my arm.

I am not perfect .

I don't intend to be.

I plan to be human.

But mistakes consume me.

I hope you can accept my apology,

I consider it a lesson learnt.

I hope the love that we share,

Stay alive and never get burnt.

I plan to live each day

As if tomorrow didn't exist.

I plan to create a tomorrow

That doesn't include my fist.

I plan to make a name for myself

That can carry me a lifetime.

I plan to make sure that I'm

Heard within every lifeline.

I plan to treat myself with respect and dignity even when it's rough.

I plan to teach the laws of love

To my grands no matter how tough.

Because life shows no promises

Nor lead you to regrets.

Life is only what you make it,

you have to wing the rest.

As I walked across a desert of uncertain sands.

I felt a warm breeze and something held my hands.

I was gripped with force yet subtle to breathe.

I was chosen by someone to

Teach and lead.

As my walk turned to gliding on a mystical summer Eve.

The pain I felt left me as I

Dropped to one knee.

My arms flew in the air and my

Head swung back.

My eyes was seeing clouds

With stars in the cracks.

In my mind I'm thinking ...people Must see me this way.

But in my soul I was feeling

...I don't care what they say.

Suddenly sound floats from lips

In shallow.

I said " God thank you for today and guide me through tomorrow."

All went silent and the world was mine.

It was my time to show that his glory was divine.

As I talked aloud more people came about.

My shallow voice became a humble shout.

The position I was in attracted a crowd.

Was I making sense or was I just loud?

Several other words left from my lips.

Then all of a sudden...something raised me by the hips.

Stood me up and stood me tall.

I said what I needed to say,

They heard my call.

I felt relieved,

somehow unhinged from stress.

I prayed to my God,

He made me confess.

To release the pain and suffering that caused me to walk.

Turn into a confession that

Caused me to talk.

Once my words began to spread,

My meaning was heard.

I knew I was guided to teach

His heavenly word.

From that day on,

I voice my pain.

Never to hold it inside me again.

Amen

For many years you lived by my side comforting me with love.

A soft touch with the morning light was

all missed when you were called above.

As time hangs heavy on my hands,

one year has passed me by.

The sorrow lingers deep within,

a smile disguised my cry.

I celebrate the love we shared on

this beautiful anniversary day.

I summons your spirit to be with me and dance the night away.

Did you know that if you spray at a fly in the front by his head that he will fall and die because they do not know how to fly backwards?

Wearing tight jeans help you keep your legs and buttocks tight.

Winter is near, we can soon say goodbye to these sweltering nights and summer days.

Let's fix this country of all that went wrong.

Let's have our sad bird singing a new song.

Let's lift the hopes of all our children and elders.

Let's create a comfort where

The system has failed us.

We are as one.

Since Nostalgia is a longing for something that has already happened. It's a linger which is way more dangerous than anger to me because anger is a direct hit that is usually settled once they see some impact. Nostalgia on the other hand, is a linger from time that has passed to be the same as it was then but holds hope of change once you revisit the situation.

Her name is Janky

She is a middle school kid that lives with her grandmother.

Janky wears her favorite pink shirt when she hangs with her friends.

She wears light blue Levi jeans with the knees out. She wears blue converse sneakers and a blue Yankees hat with a ponytail hanging out back. She hangs with one other girl and three boys. Yes, she's a tomboy.

The name Janky came from her auntie. When she was small, people would try to pick her up, she would rudely jank back. Thus, leaving her with the name Janky.