Sunday, January 27, 2013


By Delroy Nesta Williams

At seven months 
I was sent from the Father up above
Nurses and doctors didn't believe
Only gave me a few days to live
Not that I can remember
But my first home was an incubator
2 pounds, 3 ounces wasn’t much
But the Lord was my guiding light, my solid crutch

At fifteen, my mother didn’t know
Just how far, her first born would go
Everything new and confusing to her,
But abortion was never an option
And her love prevented adoption
Now today I stand
So proud, with the world at my palms
Once a caterpillar - now a butterfly
Spreading my wings; Delroy, it’s time to fly

Growing into a fine young man 
Facing many trials and tribulations
But remaining steadfast
Sticking to the task at hand
Got to be the difference
It’s not enough to just exist
Got to leave my mark
I will be remembered, 
This flame evolved from a mere spark

1 comment:

Rum-Punch Drunk said...

Well, what will your legacy be? What will you leave behind for others? Or will you even be remembered?
You have a chance right now to make a difference with you life. Use it or lose it. Lovely poem.