Accept this from me!

So between my two hands this is what I offer. I raise it up to u… but I’m ashamed… Because I look at it and it ain’t much. It doesn’t shine like the jewels of a king or smell like a meal prepared in a rich man’s restaurant, but it’s all I have Lord… My best… And I give it to u… So please… accept it from me…

Published by Pack Redfeather

I am a walking contradiction of traditions some say. An African American and Native American Muslim poet with a personal life history as violently turbulent as a Storm. A visionary from the bottom of life’s social barrel striving to share the hope found in the light of faith through sometimes dark but real poetry. I’m a former member of the Bloods street gang, former serial bank robber, and both federal/state prison convict. I live on my mother’s tribal reservation of the Leech Lake band of Ojibwe in Minnesota.

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