Atara Wisdom
As I Lay
As I lay,
I ask God to forgive me of all my past indiscretions.
The amount is so grand,
it doesn’t fit a check list.
I ask that the fake friends
be removed from me,
the ones that scream,
I love you,
but don’t mean it genuinely,
the ones that could never uplift me,
emotionally, spiritually or mentally,
the ones that I could never depend on,
whom depends on me.
As I lay,
I ask God to cloak me in his armor
so that once my cell door opens
I could avoid the snake charmers,
the back biters,
the connivers,
and especially these cops.
I am so grateful that he’s given me another
chance to start again
despite being in the penitentiary,
cause I coulda been dead,
like that n*gga that was laying on that bed.
As I lay,
I ask God to watch over the ones I love,
he said ask and you shall receive,
and looking at my family now,
I know that he’s never given up on me.
As I lay,
I ask him to guide me on this journey
like footprints in the sand,
he whispered in my ear and said my child,
this whole time, I’ve been carrying you in
my two hands.
Forgiveness
Why should I forgive you when you
Gave me a cold shoulder
Evidently that only made you feel bolder.
Why should I forgive you when you
were talking behind my back and not
to my face
I thought you were an adult and not
a child.
That just shows me your emotions are
misplaced.
I’m gonna pray to forgive you because
everyone makes mistakes
But I gotta pray for my forgiveness first,
so I could break this circular curse
I hope God gives me the strength to
forgive you
because this is becoming a burden.
Every time I try to forgive you it just
leaves me hurting.
I’m almost close to completely forgiving you and
my soul is close to purging.
The Person I Could Be
I show people love until they
don’t show none back.
I’ll carry you on my back until
you stab me in it.
I’ll dine with you and give you
half my meals, if it’s necessary
for me to do so.
I’ll give you a shoulder to lean
on when you are weak.
I’ll help you stand up, on
your own two feet in your
moments of defeat.
But if you rub me the
wrong way, too many times,
I become the worst person
you’ve ever met in your life.
I’ll even give you a check
list to sign
but no one seems to realize
what’s on my mind.
How can I give, give, give and
all you do is take?
How can you know what’s
genuine,
When all you do is fake?
How can you not feel me,
When I become a reflection of
yourself
You don’t like it,
That’s too bad!