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Break the chain!

Break the chain!
 
Image is more than image.  
I see a gold wrap around your neck and name brand clothes.
Yet your children wearing clothes of goodwill.  
At least we know where your head stands at.  
You sure having been helping hand.
Your image speaks.
Your heart is selfish.
Your brain is dead.  
Self love comes in all forms.  
Only you represent  
A mind of a baller.
When was the last time you took your kids to play ball?
You know you won't be in Hall of Fame.  
Yet you blame me for the games.
Let me do you a favor. I'd blame myself for been such a fool for those years.  
Crying and wasting my tears.
Living in fear all because I wanted that 50 year mark and much more.  
I had to end the race. I got fed with your face.
Knowing good well space is needed.  
You and I no longer belong in each other heart.
Struggling for a better place. Break the damn chain!
Yet I had to try cope and longing for hope.  
Hoping you're be better man and put your kids first.  
You're been thirsty for the life you've always to live, yet struggle to provide.
Don't think I was not by your side.
You got blind sided by homeboys, streets, whores, weed and all.
The division of poverty.
How can a man survive? Have his kids suffering because mom's working hard of every penny looking more for dimes.  
Yet, her chain of love for her kids is wrap in her arms.
YOU FOOL AND YOUR GOT DAMN GOLD CHAIN.  
I use to feel pain constantly and daily crying of the struggle.
I learn that maybe one day God will open your eyes. I learn it's no longer my damn business.
Just handle it the best way I can.
Let me do you a favor. I blame myself, although I can't take full responsibility.
YO GIVE ME THAT DAMN CHAIN!
FLUSH THAT SHIT IN THE RIVER.
Where me and the boys cried.
An image of man.
Is this what God created?
Or you just lost yourself.
It's up to me now to correct my mistakes.
You was a mistake.
Naw ,I have no regret.
I've made the same mistake over and over by forgiving you. Given you chances over and over.
I never thought life will be at this peak.
I never thought the struggle will be so dramatic, disaster, dysfunction, and doom.
I had to make the choice to leave
You never really listen to my voice. You never saw the vision of hurting our children.
You kept looking in that mirror and seeing self.  
You see that chain don't you?
What is more value than the future of the children?
Man you talked about bills etc....
Save yourself for real.  
You're dealing with the devil.  
I'm not going to sugar coat this cake. The icy past due melted.
Bling bling bling.  
Can't even ring a call ,but you the kids to call.  
Hold up wait got damn minute.
Whose the parent?
Damn I forgot you lost your manhood.
Thinking all that shit in the hood is cool.  
Now you're alone.
You and the Man in the mirror.  
Sorrow days.
Tomorrow will be brighter days,  
For I no longer will care.  
I dare you to break the chain.  
I dare you to walk in the rain.  
I dare you to lose yourself!  
I dare you to be a man.
Yes,  A man, A father, A believer,
A provider, An ear, A shoulder.
I dare you to put away your childish ways.
I dare you to take a fall.
Can you even give them cent of knowledge?
Break the damn chain!
Written by Linathepoetic84 (Telina Cline)
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