“Our Struggles – A Poem for Us and Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.”
Being that 2010 was such an eventful year;
My mind, body, and my soul now know no fear.
Unemployed, struggling to survive, and barely making ends meet;
Believing in GOD and me, conquered many a defeat.
Head-of-household, trying to raise a teenage child;
Many days seemed so hectic, making life less than mild.
Trying to hold onto a meaningful relationship with your significant other;
Only to lose the battle to ongoing problems faced with your child and your mother.
Struggles big; struggles small.
No matter who you are, struggles plague us all.
Struggling to survive, surviving just to struggle.
Not knowing where to go, where to run, or even where to snuggle.
Beating your fists up against the wall;
Not knowing where to turn or whom to call.
But, nothing compares to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.’s struggle; that between black and white.
And by joining in the celebration of his birthday on January 17th, it is as J. J. Evans “Good Times” often said, “Dyn-o-mite!”
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