Just Starting To Write Words Randomly Poem by Ahtivah Lawton

(Okay u guyz..i was jus sittin in Art class bein put to sleep then i just started to write)

I think my justice is served..proven my ife through voices that was unheard. Seeking friendship and love (a quality that was forgotten) ...reminicing about my ancestors who unfortunately picked cotton. Dreaming about the day that i wouldnt have to dream...thinking back to times where my fathers guilty ways rewarded me with that nice sweet ice cream. Breathing pollution literally figuratively - and forcing myself to forgive and forget the mother that left me. Holding the hand of you - me - and I..holding back tears that forced me to cry. Singing a song of love, happiness and deceit - moving my hand that would move me to write words..turning into short thoughts and stories...turning into a poem that would make me also want to feel complete. Happily writing poems effect me drastically - opening up to negative feelings that was inside me...that deprived me...that source of energy that enlightened me to I really am suppose to be...having no more want and need...just starting to write words randomly! !