“My Man” ( A Poetry)
Mar 23, 2021
From the thick window covered in frost
From the big brick building where the sun sets
The tall fit man wants to cross
That I see him walking in steps.
Cherishing God for His beautiful thought
In creating you, His beautiful sculpture
That is made ready before He brought
Into this world; me, a beautiful hustler.
The heaven smiles when you beam
My eternal winter shall not pass
As I forget how long I’ve been;
Being with the dead who live outlast.
