Thats what they call life… (a poem by a former high school volunteer who has since gone to college and became a teacher)
What she doin’? What he thinkin’? Where she goin’? And why is she showin’? Expectin’ in 9 She’s running outta time
Now her parents are crying Cuz their little girl’s dying A victim of childbirth because she’s too young Her body can’t handle it
So what happens to her son? He’s alone in the world His father remains unknown, Till they meet for the first time In the street when he’s all grown. And a son he never knew Now walks before his eyes, Shame grips his guilty heart, So tight he wants to die.
But the son goes on, And continues with his life Undaunted by failure, No longer filled with strife. He now understands, His true purpose in the world: To move forward with his education, And not get caught up in the swirl.
So on the day of graduation As he walks down that aisle, Though no family’s there to meet him, On his face is a huge smile. He made it all alone, With God on his side, His own set of rules… With them did he comply. He’s fought the good fight, And finished the race, All thanks to that foolish little girl Who brought him here in the first place.
Which goes to show No matter what the fight If one is determined Bad experiences can be made right.
That means,dear friend, Belief in you, and in me Is what truly makes us free.
No amount of family Can take the place, Or is capable to erase Your richness inside, Dont tell yourself those lies.
Be grateful and use Your gift before you lose….