A MAN NAMED SICK ©

I knew this man named Sick,
The way he talked and the way he walked,
I knew he was slick,
He told me he was sharp on his game,
I told him truth would be his claim to fame.

Sick said he didn’t have to play by the rules,
I told Sick, he could end up in all the wrong schools,
Sick said, I am too damn overtly clever,
I said Sick, you are headed to that place called never,
Sick spoke about all he would do not to get to that place ever.

I told Sick to rethink his thoughts and change his ways,
Sick said, why should I? I’ve been doing this all my days,
I said, I don’t care what you do,
I’m giving you advice, just to help save yourself from you.

Sick just laughed at me and said, listen woman you can’t tell me nothing
that’s already embedded in my head,
I told Sick, you are so animated, inadequate, ignorant and not well read,
For the consequences of your lesser deeds of what you portray are gonna get you busted all upside your head.

I felt in my gut, this would be the last time I would ever see Sick again,
Knowing him from childhood and the neighborhood, he had become sin,
Moving forward from our conversation that day, I felt a need to pray,
For I knew Sick would not live a long life doing things in his way.

My day was done, so I decided to watch the six o’clock news, to my dismay,
The news struck my nerve about the conversation I had with Sick that day,
The reporter said, a young man was struck down by three bullets to the head,
News traveled fast from the neighbors, saying it was someone from our neighborhood, which was called and known as The Shred.

Sitting still I gazed at the television thinking about my premonition,
I was hoping it wasn’t the person whom I had envisioned,
Sick was the first person who came to my mind.
I said, Oh Lord, please no more death at this time.

Following my first mind, I rushed to the hospital to see if it was Sick,
The doctor asked me if I could and would identify this man,
I said I know this man and yes I can,
I told the doctor we all called him Sick but his true birth name was Rick.

The doctor continued with the scenario of what his gunshot wounds were,
The doctor also told of Sick’s last words of what the strife Sick had incurred,
At this time all the doctors gathered around me, while one told me he held on to his life as long as he could
for there was nothing else they could do or would,

Another doctor said, Sick was screaming and shouting for us to save his life,
He asked this particular doctor to call the woman who gave him the best advice.

RIP SICK.

A Nature Course

A Nature Course

Like the sparkle of spring water
Like the ray of sun
Like the motion of the ocean
Like the whistle of wind
Like the gusting of sand
Like the smell of air
Like the wet of rain
Like the creatures of nature
Like the beauty of flower
Like it all for nature is on a steady course

Taste of spring water
Energy of sun
Coolness of ocean
Sound of wind
Color of sand
Crisp of air
Moisture of rain
Creatures of  land
Bloom of flower
Nature is on a changing course

Liquidity in spring water dried
UV  in sun burned
Force in oceans flooding
Chill in winds freezing
Grit in sand stormed
Breath of air polluted
Rise of rain drowning
Bud of flower wilted
Creatures of nature demise
Nature took a turn for the worse of course

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© A Nature Course by Chelley 2016