Tag: Blessings

The Coin

In my pocket

I had £1 in my pocket. Left pocket, coat pocket.

I held it tight.

‘Spare some change please love?’

But what of this love? Who’s love? I don’t love you. You don’t know me. I’m walking by, right past you.

I reply, ‘sorry, I don’t have any spare change.’

What of spare change? Who has spare money? How would one define spare?

‘God bless you.’

What of this God? Why does he not bless you with the spare change you seek? Why do you ask for the change from strangers, when God is known as ‘all-mighty’ and women are seen as weak?

My coin is now hot.

My pocket is toasty and warm.

My mind wonders if God will return and save you, from your likelihood of doom.

Identify yourselves.

I’m not on “Over-used street” I’m creating my own path. I’m a creator, although I like to admire aspects around me…

Holding my hand out to you…

I want to immerse myself in your mind, adopt new ways of thinking. See visions unheard of.

I’ve broken the expectation. I’m not average.

I’m unique. I’m blessed. I’m in love with life.

Who are you all? How can I dissect your Facebook persona? Help me!

I’m Dominique. I’m black, dark skin at that, I love my tone…I’m in love with the emphasis my skin places upon my life. Who are you all?

I see no gender, no race, no nationality. Define yourself to me? Passport is not a requisite for this request.

My eyes see no religion, faith or spiritual belief.

I see you. Identify yourself.

ID cards! Name, age, DOB. NO. I can’t comprehend the meaning.

Identify yourselves.

I’m Dominique, I’m in love with words.

Who are you? I want to know.

Basics, no thank you. I hear no language.

I’m Dominique, I love to write.

Working eyes see black…so blindfold yourselves…now we all see black. Who are we? I’m number 1 of many. I watch trees grow…slowly.

Everything you own has been eradicated. IDENTIFY YOURSELF!

“I’m alive.”