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What were you born to do? Is there even such a thing as being born to do something? How can you know for certain? At what point along the journey do you receive confirmations about your gifts, purpose, or calling? How can we have clarity about the answers to these questions?
These questions confound most of us at some point in our lives; yet, I’m convinced that no two answers are exactly the same. This is because no two people ever see the world exactly the same way.
It’s throwback Thursday
so I wrote a rhyme
to take you way
back through my time
Venture with me
if you will
while I make your time
stand still
When girls rocked braids
instead of locs
when boys spit lyrics
on the blocks
When nerds like me
remained inside
‘cuz carryin’ books
was cause for chiii…ding
anyone who dared to be
a different personality
Street prophets
moved with swag
dismissed the beauty
that they had
Vulllll…nerable
yet full of fright
miiight … ier
but playing small
afraid of what would be their fall
Flexin’
halfway playing strong
scared to death
without a throng
This poem’s just for them
the original rude boys an ’em
Frontin’
flossin’
playing hard
scared that I might pull their card
out here on dis’ boulevard
Dare I beat them
at their game
dare I make them
forget their name
A girl can’t win
nah uh
no way
not then
But what now
you say?
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Written by Life Artist, Avril Somerville – Author | Speaker | Poet
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