My book opened up a world I didn''t know lived within me

I was forty years old when I truly connected with the writer

and the poet within me at age eight, I was robbed of the

right to love, like respect me for me I came to know

bullying, racism, unacceptance, disconnect

And definitely what allowed one to be accepted or not

be accepted I hid a lot behind my smile and Laughter

but when the rain would fall My God it fell nothing of

of my life mattered my voice meant nothing so now

I shall speak and be heard.

I made my family my life had God not thrown me out

a lifeline the writer in me would''ve never survived

and I would have never loved me