I am so tired by days end. Running from place to place. As I run I am trying to catch up so that I can relax, meditate, or play. My days are so full of laughter and work. Doing everything to keep my family going and creating. How do you find balance in a world that keeps throwing obstacles at you.
Knowing my mission would help. Knowing why I came here in the first place and what my life purpose is helps. I write, and I create. I am a creator. Using and manipulating the environment around me to tell a story through words and art. I use my stories in my art and my poems to make my pictures.
There is now stagnation to hold me down only the constant chaos that keeps my motor in turned on.
You can’t take me down
with rejection
the words stir inside
of me so loud
I want to scream
and shout the truth
of everything that ever was
or will be
Justice for the unrecognizable
terms
that matter to all our people
for those who work from the time they
get up until the time they go to bed
I found my life’s purpose
to inspire + create
to push the doors
open
to possibilities
You can’t take me down
I have a story to tell
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