In May of 1971, at 6:32 am in Chico, California. Marked the ending of life as you saw it. I graced the world with my presence. After 46 years in this world.
This world still has yet to make space or to understand me. So, I will make space of my own. I will define myself without reason. I am a cause forged with reaction. From the hurt of this world. To help bring about a complex world. To a stage of performance and perfection. Excuse, me world. Can I squeeze by you. Thank you. Thank you very much. There so many ways to offload our hurt, pain and anger, reinforcing those negative thoughts and feelings within ourselves only to make us weaker and more isolated from the world and ourselves. Look within yourself for change. Not what you have been told about who you are in a negative, demeaning way. Please, comfort yourself. Support yourself. Uplift yourself. Love yourself. When you self-examine in patience and love, you will find that although it may hurt and be very painful, it is not the end of who you are, only the beginning. You can also make it through to the other side. These poems I have written were birthed through triumph and pain. I am a better person for experiencing life at its hardest. A joyful person for understanding that without pain there would be no cause for the joy I feel. Love! Live!