When I look into the mirror of my mind
What I find is broken promises and shattered dreams.
A pain filled childhood and troubled teens
Handcuffs, cop cars, jail walls and cell bars,
Is all I remember, go hard and get it hard
that’s how I been living.
Something inside me screams, slow down!!!
Take time to reflect, time to plan and analyze
no room for regrets.
Through the years my mirrors was smeared
Valentines “09” the glass was cleared.
The news of the birth of my son brought me to tears.
His image my reflection, his mother’s pain
Missing out on memories from his childhood,
— Danaul C.