POETRY

Amen

I answer my own questions
Because I am the son of my own reflection
With every answer knowing there is no objection

I sometimes lie
When I cry
Of hurt that's not here or there
Knowing no one really care…
Yet I still look for a helping hand
From one of my peers

Feeling trapped
Having conversations with…
With....one to many gaps
Of when, where and how
I should have, could have…
Been doing fine
If only God was on my mind

Yes I lost him back then
Way back then
But now he's back again
Because he never left
Amen