This is dedicated to my Uncle B may you rest in peace.
Written by: Everett D. Wair Jr
The earth begins to crumble beneath the soles of your feet?
Then the words of wisdom begin to leave the gentle lips of your speech?
If I was meant to only teach my kids to be better than me?
To be honest I do not know what it is that will be my fate or destiny?
Was I meant to be a thug sometimes, no I was not because sometimes I cry?
Although sometimes I cry but on most occasions I’m able to stop the tears with a modest try.
But when a peron like me show’s the dirty side, people take it for granted and your love is misled.
Please excuse me if the tears mean to turn this one into wet sands of time but yet again Mrs apnea has awoken me from this bed!
If I should die before this one gets published just know that I love all whom have ever been my fans on Triond or the ones whom I have befriended on twitter, because the more I try to write or type it gets harder for me to see the keys on the keyboard or at least the lines on the paper.
And when the doctor must say that everything happens for a reason, do not shed a tear for me, so momma and dad I love you and I am sorry if this one brings you to tears, thank you for giving me the gift of life.
So many time’s have I tried to love and be loved but as I dedicated all the last moments the good moments and my last and final breath to my ever loving wife.
One thing my uncle b taught me was to boss up to any situation life deals you, words escape me though because I miss him.
Although my life was not always good, I had to grow up going through so many lies, so many people that I hurt throughout as I used to want to console death but then?
My son was given to me like a gift on my birthday and I turned the devil away was given a daughter and the knives I had for those veins I threw away!
I made a pack with god and asked for his forgiveness for courting the sums of a suicide and I said to him I shall forever be in your dept for having your son pay for my sins everyday.
Only god is perfect as I might have stumbled down to the ground a couple of times in sin but I picked myself right on up because I’m a true believer in his name.
Uncle B I wish sometime I could of told you thank you for the influence on my life, god bless you and R.I.P., life is so short and on most night’s I wonder if I will ever wake up again to see the ones whom love me which was something I would always fear!
I only hope that since I have found Christ in my life is it to late yet for true forgiveness of my sins, yet I will forever love the loveless in only a way that I can Furor Scribendi, Modus Vivendi…
When the end is near?