The Sun Breaths You In: a poem By John McKinley Pride Jr
We are not slowing and our mind keeps flowing with indecision of rime who to befriend and believe in.
It is a crime to leave it all locked up inside your head peeking out through the cracks of your brain.
Yes there will be many in doubt and there will be many who will keep you down.
If you look around you will find your rebirth in others you do not know.
Those who flow like you
Those who know who you are and believe in you.
So do not slip up and tare apart your staircase board by board until you reach the top and touch the sun.
By John McKinley Pride Jr.