Sunday, August 2, 2009

Lounging On A Sunday Afternoon

It’s about to storm any minute now. I was up on the roof finishing up some leak repairs. I picked the hottest time of the morning to get up there and all I could think about was those Bohemian style beers Andy got for the boys in Shawshank. I hope the roof is fixed now because there is about three more weeks before football season gets going full steam and I won’t be doing anything on the weekends but eating and gaining all my weight back. It’s the American way.

Since I worked so hard this morning I don’t feel any guilt about wanting to just sit here and watch TV all day long. Right now I am watching Prehistoric Monsters Revealed on The History Channel. There is a doctor on here that is talking about dinosaurs with so much excitement you can tell he wanted to study them since he was five. Everyone should be working in the field that gives them that kind of excitement. That would be cool if I had that kind of job. It would be even sweeter if I had the winning Powerball numbers and I could do things like the most interesting man in the world from the Dos Equis commercials. I thought I would share this poem I wrote. I don’t write a lot of poetry and even when I do I don’t share it because that’s really not my thing. Nevertheless, I thought I would sneak this one in on the weekend since everyone is out doing something constructive and no one is reading blogs.. I wrote it for all the brothers who want to do the right thing but don’t know the way…..

There's a lion inside us all
A man
A warrior
A Soldier
A Conqueror
Some of us are Trapped
Wounded by circumstances
Beat down by lost opportunity
Knuckles bloody from fighting against the system
Caged
Captive
Minimized
Held back inside our own minds
Mental prison before we ever see the real one
Waiting
Wishing
Yearning
Dying To Be Set Free
Searching for the key to unlock the door
Or at least the sign that points in the right direction
All we need to see is the daylight
Then it's on and we can do the things that must be done
And we can give our sisters everything they need
Love
Respect
Honor
Support
We can change this thing together
And even if we don't change it
Maybe our sons and daughters will
I would be cool with that as long as we built the foundation.
Let's start building


Yesterday was sad, emotional, and draining yet I woke up this morning feeling empowered. I’ll tell you about that later on this week. I’m just going to lounge for the rest of the day with Guru on the soundtrack.

3 comments:

Anita said...

I am moved to tears by your very powerful poem. With every post I feel you are moving toward some very important discovery.

I took the liberty of posting your poem and a link to your blog within my comment on this entry by Elle at Shakesville:
http://shakespearessister.blogspot.com/2009/08/hes-cute-kid-and-good-kid.html

There is an article in the Washington Post today about Geoffrey Canada's Harlem Children's Zone.

http://tinyurl.com/ldtdv2

Both Obamas are fans of this program and the president has put $10million in the 2010 budget for planning grants for programs in other cities modeled on HCZ.

Somebody needs to put such a vision in place here.
Where better than here?

Anonymous said...

Nice poem and people read your blogs daily. Eventhough you think some don't :)

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