By: Wayne Thomas Jr. State Farm Enterprise Unit
My situation is INSTILLED by “Metaphoric Bubbles of Braille” within BLINDNESS.
I’ve Been Down For So Long that the Identity of my name anywhere other than the confines of these walls through (TIME) has detained me as virtually (SPINELESS).
Unable to “STAND UP!” — From fighting this “Constant War” with My Other Half.
Being systematically INCLINED has DECLINED “Any Chance!”
Let alone a “Second Chance” to introduce my “Refined” or “Better Half.”
The Last Look was the First Look of where they place us,
It’s “A-Mazing,” the walk that my people who are free have to take in order to come within just to Greet Us!
“Meet Us?”
Okay, but 1st promise; when you look in, you won’t get caught up within the Bars.
Or the Many Guards that Surround Us, and who have been taught to be Aggressors of Our Emotional Scars.
Please don’t DISCARD how far we have come within the “SULFUROUS AIR” that we breathe,
Or the different forms of prayer you may witness;
For this environment can bring ANY MAN down to his knees.
Our “REPENTANCE” is not to overlook, or to forget from whence we came,
But to “Recognize” and strive towards forgiveness, by paying it forward with our ELEVATED CHANGE.
So “Take A Second Look” before you leave and recall all that you see,
For it’s said that: “Time Heals All Wounds, so what about the Markings of Me?” —
At a “– Second Glance –“