Do We Know How Long The Distance IS?

This is number 5 on the list as far as my top 10 most powerful poems. This is a very relatable story

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I dedicate this poem to simofutet. She requested me to write a poem on “distance” on my Magic Spell blog in the comment section. If simofutet is reading this now, I hope you really enjoy this poem that I wrote for you and it was a pleasure writing this poem for you.

From happiness to destruction
is what I witness this Christmas
Waking up this morning
and I’m hoping
this is all fiction.
Some reason I’m not excited
to open my presents
and I blame Satan
for the separation
of my parents.
All December
the nightmares
had me afflicted
over and over
being exposed
to my parents
separation
and I have been distant
from my siblings
and I did not help
with the decorations
and everyone is doing
everything they can
to get me to be apart
of the celebration
Christmas is all
a fiction
because real life is…

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My Feelings On Having Children

The true meaning of fear.
A risk
like a kid in the 90’s playing double dare
but much more severe.


The generation is headed for destruction
and I pray for the children
since they are the future,
but what’s in my future?


I have the power to create life
but how can I raise and protect
a child’s life
when I fear mine?


Children take up a lot of time
and I love my alone time.
Will I be ready for when a child disobey?
I can’t punch a child in the face
as I think to myself does discipline
and punishment in this generation
actually work?


Should I make my children go to church
when I barely read the bible myself?
The seed is expected to grow
but can I provide the water to help the seed grow?
Tell u the truth, even though I’m 27
I question myself wondering if I’m grown.


More sleepless nights I predict
since I can’t understand the unpredictability
of kids.
We pray for what we want
until we receive it.
It’s like a young girl wanting a man with
a big dick.
What we want is not what we expect when we receive it
because we receive more than we can handle.


God can use the same blessing he gave you
to punish you
if you don’t thank him for being there for you.
So always remember to put God first
and hope whatever you are praying for
when you receive it
thank God first.


Question to think about?

Based on reading this poem, when was the last time you felt this type fear? If you come across this type of fear again, will be able to handle this situation differently than the last time you felt this specific fear?