Meet Hope

January 24, 2012
By ishmael_bishop SILVER, Wilson, North Carolina
ishmael_bishop SILVER, Wilson, North Carolina
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I ask them not to be mad
when we run 'round the room but
we pave the paths with our feet like
peasants.

I tell her, my mother, O mama
don't cry, but to watch me elevate
and tower like a pterodactyl
underneath the cool breath of the newborn sun.

They told me that I'd perish,
that if I couldn't see the light, then there would be no light,
but I did not wither, I chose to try twice.

Because all they want me to do is quit,
I quit-they win
I quit-they triumph
I quit-and they pave paths that I had not traveled
with their two flat feet like peasants.


The author's comments:
The poem is meant to be inspirational. Do not allow people to crush your spirit or your dreams. Be strong and courageous. Some people in your life will be peasants-people who have no purpose other than to bring you down if they have the chance, so don't give it to them. Find a dream- find a talent- meet hope.

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