To my uncle...

"The Hands That Shaped Me"

Food for thought,

Fuel to feel,

& promises of Gods love

In return for righteousness 

...You fed me when I was famished,

My third eye was found in your souls glow,

Jubilant & juvenile,

You mixed love & wisdom into 

My compound, before I began to set...

And, once hardened, 

You chiseled the chips off my shoulders & 

Inscribed inspiration in my mind,

Then, with your last effort,

You forced me to learn 

Forgiving, understanding, & how to let go

...Even your mistakes taught me &

Helped me grow,

Now that you are gone, 

I miss you more than even I know.

Bsomb4