‘Football Season’

Talk about having a dream. That was my damn cream. To be proud. To move free. To look loud. To be me. Shii guess it don’t really matter as a matter of fact she just couldn’t and that’s a matter of tact. Someone, somewhere needs to hear they are loved. So that’s me writing this for you right now just pretend it’s from above. You are loved and you matter take this hope like a dove. In fact pass it on a while. Make a straight line and write it down and pass it a full mile.

It’s time to stop counting my blessings and do something. Oh but I try. When a patient has a tumor you see the doctors they do something. Please don’t cry. Improve something. Move something or someone get out your comfort zone man I do not care about awkward moments that fizzle and if I could quizzle the whole world, united by one common thing - we all were given life - I would not forget this one question I want to ask. If it was you for the world… would you try to rise tall? And what if you fall? Is there still strength in your beating heart? Yes. There is and there has been from the start. Play your part. Stand apart, look around and feel awe and gratitude I got a bad bad attitude but see I’m still working through this latitude and all and still being a broke joke. Are you kidding me? Take the egg leave me the yolk? No solutions in theoretical ideological frameworks it’s time to get back to what works. This moment. The now. The present. Fleeting moments where I could swear heaven sent it.