Chanting My Mantra

Where are my fruits?

I have been working like a dog since I was 17 years old and I often feel as if I don't have anything to show for it.
I guess that on the flip side of that, I am only 28 and have plenty of time to sow and reap some career and financial benefits.

Im getting some financial advising from a friend with that expertise and I plan to invest in the near future. I will be posting on that as I experience it. Im trying to sharpen my business sense, so I subscribe to Black Enterprise magazine. It has a lot of helpful info and gives some profitable advise.

I haven't written any poetry in a while. I write the best when I am loving, as it stands, I am not.

Hoping, wishing and praying that I get this job in Lansing! I need a pay increase in my life and a change of pace as well.

a poem
trapped in my mind
trapped in blotches
of events in my life
that have no stories
just little antecdotes.
a poem is behind my
eyes. staring, wanting
to jump out but held back
by my tongue, safeguarded
by my teeth. hidden behind
my lips, tightly sealing in
secrets.
a poem
aborted by my mind
lost in blotches of events
in my life that happened
with no living proof.