David Wright David Poems

Others complain about pains experienced and pains caused. I humbly decline to participate in any of those such on going's because the statute of limitations on our endeavors is life long. But as you complain aimlessly, I cry behind closed doors. And I cry because there is no escaping the visions I see, when wandering throughout the creaking hallways of my mind, for any length of time. I miss my innocence, how long ago it seems, that he and I shared the same spirit, mind and body. Covered in shame and regret am I currently, for being caught thinking that life was one way back then, when now, to our dismay, it has truly panned out to be another. The voices echoing inside, have gotten so bad in fact, that I have to sleep to escape my nightmares.

Looking through the looking glass of my actions committed makes me human, but reminiscing on the deeds perpetrated, as if they were in real time, makes me look upon that me of back then, and nick name him, "demon". How hard we defended territories till the death, that would only be under our care and control for a short period. Children looking up to us and being trained and now, the monsters we left behind, terrorize the same streets we ran, with a sense of misplaced pride because that's the jersey we wore, when we schooled them to a game, that was never really worth playing at all. My sons and nephews, the killers that societies come to fear. And when I think about the part I played in their upbringing and all this carnage, I have to sleep to escape my nightmares.
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I am 49 years old, I don't know your date of record as far as the first birthday being recorded, but for me, this age means that it's time to close the door on some things that weren't progressing as expected and to have the unmitigated tenacity, to open the door on some new things that can possibly provide the same happiness if not greater, than that which was sought by the thing that held my attention prior. From Love to Career, it's time to begin this day, a Chapter two of me.

It ain't over, as a matter of fact, I'm truly just getting started. I will create more splendor and do even greater things than the true to life stories, heretofore being told. For each of us are the tree of life, to whatever fruit we choose to produce. And regardless of age, I for one, am not done adding art to the walls of this great landscape we call earth and we call home. So if you couldn't find it within yourself to love me as I am, so be it because someone else will have the vision enough, to see a diamond, where you saw only coal. My everything is focused on here and now beginning, a Chapter two of me.
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