***Wrote This A Week Ago***

Its me….
The bum
Who lives in section 8 housing
No job,
Not because I’m lazy
But because I refuse
To be caught up
In the same cycle
That I’ve seen
My mother & others
Struggle through
While I was growing up
Going paycheck to paycheck
Investing their time & their efforts
Into companies that are not theirs
While others benefit
Meanwhile….they struggle
Coming home mad at the world
And taking it out on their children
Disgruntled, dissatisfied ….feeling unfulfilled
Yet continuing the same routine
Because its all that they know
But in the end, being left with nothing
This is not what I want for myself
Or for any whom I may bring in this world
And since they aren’t here yet
And its just me…
I take chances
While I try to build something
That in the end..will be more stable
Something I can pass on to the later generations
I endure the struggle
Because I know that its only temporary
And sure I may ask for help here & there
But not once have I complained about it
I move on, I continue because eventually…
It will pay off…
All the things that I’ve been setting in place
And even if I don’t
The priceless knowledge & experience
That I have gathered along the way
Can atleast be a foundation to someone else
So they wont have to follow the same route
Yes, its me
The bum
Who has chosen not to embrace the security
Of following the norm
Only to be made a slave
Instead, I chose the path less travelled
The one that no one else that I’ve known has gone
So that I may have a result that no one else I’ve known has had
Yes..the bum
Who has nothing in monetary value
To offer you…
Especially if that’s all that you seek
Yes, I can make material contributions
But not til I know that what you seek in me
Is beyond the superficial
And I’ve found none who fit the bill
Despite the many I have encountered
So those who scuff at me
Who turn their noses up & despise me
Are the very ones whom I choose to be apart from
So you do me no harm
Only favors
The bum
Values not,
Your fair weather accompaniment
For many can endure the sun
But few can endure the storms
The disasters, the perils, devastations
Turmoil, trials & errors
I seek those who will help build
not just reap the benefits of what was constructed
for they are many
but I only desire to partake with the few
for now…
I am the bum
By your standards
But I know
That I am not defined
By my situation
Or my circumstances
See I know who I am
But to you…
I’m just a bum
But the question that I have is….
Do you know who you are???



***LMAO@THIS REVOLUTION SHIT.....LIKE I'M TRYING TO MAKE A STATEMENT OR SOMETHING....SMH***