For this entry I decided to write a poem. If you asked my friends from high school about my skills as a poet, they would for sure tell you that I am no Maya Angelou. However, I was inspired to convey my thoughts on facing whatever it is that keeps you from fighting in something other than a narrative. Thanks to the wife, whom is an LAUSD English teacher and teaches writing to America’s youth for some tips and pointers. Hope you like it!
Buzz, buzz, buzz, goes the alarm
You shift your body
All you feel is tight
Make a fist, extend your arm, there is the pain
THINGS HURT, YOU’RE TIRED, KEEP MOVING says your brain
Climb out of bed
Plant your feet on the floor
Struggling to put on your clothes
Time to get ready and head out the door
THINGS HURT, YOU’RE TIRED, KEEP MOVING that’s how life flows
Don’t leave the house without grabbing your meds
Off to the car now is where you head
Breakfast is in the belly, so now you’re fed
Ready to go the day is about to start
THINGS HURT, YOU”RE TIRED, KEEP MOVING says your heart
The day rolls along, you feel depleted
Head to the gym to get some fitness
Your brain is in a fog; you start to get heated
You walk and run, you’re happy that you lifted
THINGS HURT, YOU’RE TIRED, KEEP MOVING, you must have persistence
Back in the car you’re ending the day
Off to see your love, you can’t wait for a smile
Walk in the door and there they are
A hug and kiss, you talk for a while
THINGS HURT, YOU’RE TIRED, KEEP MOVING, reminding yourself you’ve come so far
Illness, struggles or having it rough
Angry, mad, sad or feeling so bleak
All it really takes is a mental tweak
Head out of the game, heart in the wrong place
THINGS HURT, YOU’RE TIRED, KEEP MOVING time to reclaim your space
Friends and family they love us so
Support and guidance is what they share
Feeling understood, sometimes they just don’t know
Embrace it, acknowledge it, it’s not always fair
THINGS HURT, YOU’RE TIRED, KEEP MOVING show yourself you care
Things hurt, you’re tired, keep moving you must
Live your life, for you, your husband or your wife
Light your soul on fire, for you must have faith it will inspire
Don’t quit, don’t stop, and don’t ever give in
THINGS HURT, YOU’RE TIRED, KEEP MOVING