Poem: “A Purpose” by Prince Quality

A PURPOSE

Filled life

A purpose

Driven life

Who would have

Guessed that I’d

Turn a new leaf

That I’d seek

Consolation

In the bossom

Of philosophy

To restore the bloom

In the blush of times

Made harder by the grind…

A life filled with art

A life so divine

Is the dream

I wished to never

Wake up from

Walking in galleries

Talking in libraries

Going to operas

Watching the plays

Made by writers

Speaking to me

Directly indirectly…

Teaching me about

The world brought

Forth naive innocent

Untainted by corruption

Moral of these stories

To turn off the original

Version of my self

In my previous life

I’ve been here before

After the fall into salvation

In the nick of the time

Grasping the right motivation

To get up and come

Out of the pit….

Failure has been

A treasure

Now I can tap

Into the feet

That tricked me

Made me lick the floor

In there is my anger

This raging against

The tricksters

Fate destiny chance

As my life story unfolds…

In the folds I get lost

One minute right on track

The next derailed by

Non sense it takes patience

To wait for the right path

To stare at distractions

Like they are nothing

Who would have thought

I’d be a solution

To the same problem me…

Here I am with my diary

Filled with memories

Good and bad ones

Filled with stories

True and fabricated

Written at a time

I truly needed a shoulder

To cry on and the ink

Turned into tears

Draining the poison away

Healing with time it comes

I’m reeling from shock

The hurt no longer hurts

I can smile at the dark

Having chanced on light

The reason for my existence.

PRINCE QUALITY