Change me to a substance that is colorless, odorless, malleable, bendable,
Moldable so that we can start this process that is currently a necessity
Before becoming he who I have always dreamed to be I need to grow
Make me a seed of potential
Planting my being in the ground of a solid foundation of prosperity
Where water becomes my rain, my food, my clarity
And when the liquid refreshment of life settles
The sun’s rays radiate my pores, my skin burned with the new promises of life unknown
I must undergo a metamorphous, a drastic change is in order
Break my bones and replace them with the adamantium of your spirit
Erase the worries, the doubts, the people telling me I am worthless and
Fill my mind to the brim with the reminders that without listening to your words
And the people who have helped me I would be that person in the landlocked country of nowhere
But I have made it past such obstacles before and you promised not to let anything hinder me
As long as I do not hinder myself
So take my book back off the shelf and use that fine felt pen
To write a new chapter in my name, I’m not asking for glory or fame
But for success, dress me in the clothes of a man
Who has put it together who has made the dream a reality
Bringing the people around him along with him out of tragedy
I want you to just take my shapeless mass of clay and apply the pressure
Of diligence, obedience, and endurance
Bake me in the oven of virtue and humility
And then when you feel the time is right,
Pull my freshly baked spirit out hardened only to the negativity of the world
And paint me with the colors of truth, purity, and respect
I am coming to you for you are the one who can elect,
Detect, and perfect a true servant to the cause of justice
And its not just us that are willing to put the whole into the cause
But I can no longer take these long reflection periods to pause
Without having a much stronger sense of self
To take the hammer, the beatings, the lynchings, my soul endures
I need to undergo a team building
A retreat where the members me, myself, and I
Attack the other and bring all the animosity to the table
To eliminate the fables, the he said, she said, the assumptions,
The fatal interruptions of life
To erase the strife that should have long since lost its mark on the board of my thoughts
I want to strengthen my house from the foundation up,
The boards, the slab, no crawl space for I have no time for holes in my grand plan
Of life
And no one around me needs to fall between the cracks of mistakes
I have been there before and its truly a place I hate
To make this long question short for the longer I speak the
More time I lose to take to reach my destined peak
I ask you to mold, to shape, to strengthened, to bake, to rebuild me
knowing the steps I wish to take
for I am aiming for a higher place
Change me to a substance that is colorless, odorless, shapeless, malleable, bendable,
Moldable so that we can start this process that is currently a necessity
Before becoming he who I have always dreamed to be I need to grow
I am a seed of potential.
__________________________________
Poet’s Bio:
I’m just a simple a guy from Raleigh, North Carolina. I write, educate, and I consult. I have two books of poetry out, “Thoughts of a Teenager” and “Serenity of the Heart, Tranquility of the Soul”. I am currently working on a collaboration with a close friend, a third collection of poetry/prose called “Lyrical Expressions”, and a short story series called “The Black Ridge Classifies”.
Email: donald.r.thompson.ii@gmail.com
Instagram: blumatics