One Wall, All Honors

How Did I Get Here?

I wrote in my diary all of my transgressions. It was wishful thinking that the outcome of my life would be better than it is at this very moment. I can't dispute the fact that I'm not perfect. I thoroughly understand that I am unique; edges rough. Between my heart and soul I seek atonement. How did I get here? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder is how the saying goes but since the beginning I felt so ugly and now, all of the lingerie in the world cannot mask the pain I am feeling My mind is constantly reeling I'm confused as to which action I shall take... I'm my own fatal attraction I must dispel the myths that all little girls grow up to be their mothers and I run from reality but now I seek satisfaction How did I get here? Expansion of my forgiveness has me lost There's no guessing as to who will pay this cost The very mountain that I've been trying to climb and conquer sits on a jury along with my so-called peers and is responsible for my unjust sentencing. The verdict knocked me to my knees and I cried out to God…How did I get here! His answer is heart-wrenching See I was given choices but my emotions took over my senses and I chose blindly But now I've been given another chance to correct some mistakes… I see the beauty in me finally Can't let my daughter suffer as I did… I have to break this generational curse…and live God, thank you for sending people who care enough to help me not to linger here For success was my greatest fear But this I shall not be denied I am just passing through but I refuse to reside In this place called here    Copyright © 2007 Wanda Burns-Williams I Saw This Kat-Daddy Today He was soo smooth   cutting thru the air With that    Kool   Kat   stroll Now he was   Klean   I mean   he was   cooking He had the men  turning   their   heads Cause   the   women were already    looking He was whistling   this tune Like it was   something   he   wrote I decided   to slide over   and    take some   notes I said   good morning   sir How’s it going today He said   it going so good   I don’t want it to end I’m thinking about walking backwards So I can see where I’ve been I said all right then   do you mind if I play that one again He said   no   but I’ve got one mo If you have time for me to lay something heavy on you before I go I stood there shock and amazed As I watched his words leave his mouth without making a sound Cause they froze up   and hit   the ground As I watched him take his leave grabbing his coffee And putting his hat back on his head I thought   I better take these words home And   thaw them out   to find out What he said    Copyright © 2006 Sir Lawrence For Ozzie and the Thousands Ozzie, I found your name upon a wall with thousands more I could not count. Ozzie, I found your name upon The Wall. That place of hallowed marble black That place of honor, that place of pain, That place that marks so many who died in vain. That place that writes our peace of shame! That place where silence reigns among the tears. That place where grown men come to cry for those who in their place did die. That place where love letters written are by strangers read, those letters written for the dead. Ozzie, in That Place, I found your Name, and made a rubbing, And took you home with me!    Copyright © 04/06/2008 Camp Huntington