MANY RIVERS TO CROSS AND I SURE WILL
[A Short Poem]
Where do I begin and where do I end?
As I meander on this River of Life’s challenges up comes another river
River of love feels like a million dollars
River of sorrow feels like I lost everything I thought I had;
River of confusion keeps me not knowing my full potential
River of doubt leaves me with so many unanswered questions
River of clutter makes me feel like there is no way out
River of poverty makes me spend my last dollar in hope of a dollar and a dream
River of noise makes me feel like I want to scream
River of homelessness keeps me wondering where I’ll rest my head.
River of hunger makes me yearn for a place to get my next meal
River of discrimination pushes me to know myself
River of abuse makes me feel like I can’t help but lose
River of racism makes me know that I must NOT let it drown me
Many rivers to cross, and yes, I MUST cross every one of them, with LOVE
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