Glory was distant

**Hidden in thee abyss
Of insignificance 

Dissonance 
Caused my purity to tilt..

Cup half filled...

My heart melts
I never smelled a Sunday breakfast

My granny smiling’s
What I’m finding precious

Before I perish
Hope my sons absorb
This message
And cherish it
Like an heir loom 
***Sorry for the times
***I said I’d be there soon

Momma hope you proud of me
***You’re important to me 
As vital arteries

To you owe my life
***Knowing for me
You sacrificed 

It wasn’t paradise

I was fighting vices 
I was stuck between
A vice grip

Going through the blues
Without a perc script

Praying God
Would give my life
A purpose 
***I was feeling worthless 

And undervalued ....
With an eighty hour
Work shift...

....If it don’t make dollars
Then it don’t make sense

My soul ain’t cleansed 
****My pain is dense
***to tear I’m apprehensive
This is preemptive 
Art of war tactics
***My existence 
isn’t endless
****We all gotta go...
So act accordingly

Cognitive Dissonance (reference)

Prosper Benjamin