Sometimes I wish she knew. Sometimes I wish she understood how hard it was to be a young black male living in a society that has done everything to lay down a foundation specifically made to make you fail. Sometimes I wish she knew how scared I am while I'm walking home. Not only of my own people, but the people who are meant to "protect" the community. How I pray to God every single day that I'm not at the wrong place at the wrong time. How I cried the other day because I realized how far I've come. But she doesn't. All she knows is that I'm not there. All she knows is that for 6 years we've been apart, and haven't been on good terms not one time during those years. I'm not perfect. Sometimes I don't know what I want, sometimes I battle between my logic and my emotion. Sometimes I ask myself if I'm wasting my time, not only with her, but with myself. So I don't ask for forgiveness. I don't ask for mercy. I don't ask for her to hold to my hand, or be there as I "do my thing". I just want her to see that there are people that I need to save, there are things I need to do, but most importantly, there's a purpose I need to fulfill. All I need right now...is time
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Ishmail The Artist
Ishmail is a 24 year old male from Philadelphia just making a way for my family and my people. He wouldn't say that he had the hardest life, but his life has taught him some of his hardest lessons. He is a musician, a cook and anything else that he decides to get involved in. Ishmail likes books, hanging with his family, and enjoying life. He can not speak for his work but, instead, he can let his work speak for him. ArchivesCategories |