His story’s in the making
let’s make up and make love
Less make up,
no fake love…
He just wants to get it right so he can take off
And thank God for the life that he made of
His story’s in the making
he seeks glory in vivid paintings with verbs
Reaching for the stars
he’s gonna need more than herbs,
Roll a thought into action
Roll the action into work,
Sacrifice a past of lying
and putting it in the dirt,
The energy that’s inside him
keeps telling him that he’s worth…
no finite could ever measure his definition
his worth
Family line from death to birth to death to birth,
Like a breath
he’s a breath to protect mother earth
Been in her since death to birth
Killed in her since death to birth
Test the course
Stress and remorse
Is felt from death to birth
A reflection of the self is born from death to birth
And birth to death
We never left the earth
From death to birth to death to birth
His story’s in the making
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reaching for the stars. Really wonderful poem shared. Nice job done.