Featured Poem of the Month written by: SoulRac Dukes
Letter to my son ( Poem)
You are the better me.
The person I lived my whole life to see.
A reminder of how precious life is, and your innocence remind me of what we once were, Human.
I wanted to be to you the father I never had.
A distracted image I've completed with my own imagination.
A family book with blank pages for every occasion.
I wanted to shelter you from every storm.
And be a roadblock from every thing I knew would cause your harm,, but how could you grow?
I wish I could blind you from ignorance and hatred,
And the ugliness of mankind
So your steps will be fortified with grace and grasp for each day like a newborn.
I wish I could tell you the world is colorblind.
And we are judged by the content of our character and not the color of our skin.
I wish I can tell you the world is a rainbow.
And love is the key to unlock it's presence.
I wish I could tell you that religion was not used for war .
But it's the ointment that heal our wounds.
I wish I could tell you, you will never feel loneliness from time to time , and at times, feel no one understands you .
Remember it's normal to feel like this sometimes, but don't let it be a prescription for pain.
Never let your value hang on the words of another.
Because the antidote to confidence is being your own lover.
Being in love with yourself, not with vanity,
Which will draw you away from understanding you are God's child.
You are an Angel in waiting for his wings,
Who will in time see the creator of all perfect things.
You are my masterpiece. A stroke of perfection.
And the world is my gallery.
I know you will miss our late night chats and my watchful eye.
The football games and tying your first tie.
I have completed my task, and He will take you the rest of the way.
And as you grow older you will see the wisdom in my decisions.
You will understand in my darkest hours,
Is when I had to be a man and fight with my inner power.
Since we aren't born with a manual, we learn along the way
Life has many potholes, but prayer will guide you through each step.
Now the brush is in your hand.
Now it's time for you to make your own masterpiece.