Ivan Brooks Sr
Ivan Brooks Sr Poems
My Dues Are Paid
I came directly from through the ranks
All my dues paid, my homage to life
To my God alone all my humble thanks
For bread I slice with prayer knife.
I came strictly from my very own hood
All of my dues I paid through my strife
To mama dear for prayers and our food
For all she sacrificed to save my life.
I came humbly from a very blessed home
All my dues are paid through my chores
To charity, It said take and leave some
For all I learned I am beyond my shores.
I came strongly ready to join the hustle
My dues paid with my years of ...
Stretched, exhausted and very tired
Today I rely on strengths from my trials
Though from my job I was unjustly fired
I stand on the strengths from my trials.
Sad, mad, perplexed and very confused
Yet joy overflows, courtesy of all my trials
By my associates and friends I was abandoned
Yet my courage derives from all my trials.