I found my answer. Never in my life have I been so at one with myself than in the situation I find myself now since being divorced. U’ve all heard my words.. In this community u see how I carry myself and treat both the people I know and don’t know here. Why should I let people who take offense to a young bird stretching his wings in the nest before launching off to soar like he was made to do, discourage me from my destiny? I used to gravitate towards ugliness and failure. Thought the worse of my ownself. I’m unattractive. I’m uneducated. I’m poor… Worthless etc… In that I hole, I too Took offense to those I saw who were breaking out of thier own prisons. Thier light hurt my eyes, thier self empowerment. Thier commitment to actually trying incited my conscious with feelings of guilt and shame at the futility of my own view of how valuable I was as a person because of the life choices I was making. My beliefs about me. I’m no longer angry. I can’t be. These people are spiritual birds too. Meant to fly like every other bird in the sky…they’re just still in the darkness of thier shells though… Nothing begins complete… Nothing. There’s a process to everything. This I have to remember… Peace.

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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