What happens to a spirit that has been broken?
On the floor, on their hands and knees trying to put
those tear stained pieces of that spirit back together.
Wishing and Praying for a “savior” to come along and help
make them whole once more.
Yet it begs the question, are those pieces suppose to be
put back together?
Are those the pieces of depression or oppression?
Are those the pieces of a scared childhood?
Are those the pieces of a man who no longer exists?
So before you pick up those pieces
Ask yourself one last question …….
Am I on the journey to wholeness without them ……
Inspiration to write came after I read something my brother Jason wrote, my friend Detrick Hughes and by a FB message someone sent to me about the current issue of Brothaonline.com.
