Its Time Poem by Robert Roberts
Its Time
this body has done it time
cause i swear it no longer mine
i feel like a shattered mirror
a lost soul
for days i have fought for
survival for years i have lived
not knowing why
but i move on
slavery is long over
but why do i feel like
a prisoner to my own self
i strive for what i own
and pray for love
so when i bow my head
have mercy on me father
and guide my actions
from above
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4/29/2024 2:54:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is a very inspirational piece. Thanks for sharing.