Due Dilligence

Reaction not coupled with wisdom is foolishness. To respond without knowledge is ignorance. We see with a glass half full. To know it all is a sure way to fall. I delight in my stumblings because slow and steady wins the race. I regret nothing, because much is built by making mistakes. Every voice heard is a lesson to be learned. To break down and digest, to go through the process and relent. We need voices to grow and go. I want wisdom and knowledge, they help me see. I am but a number in the masses of this sea. I am but a member of the boiling pot of the so called "Free" I don't get caught up in bigotry, hypocrisy and judgements of man. I press forward I look backwards to see how far I've come. My daughters are queens with halos of curly kings upon their crowns. My stomach has marks to show of my birthing  and pain. Like trees roots they tell a story of how long they remained. In my womb safe from harm until their heads pushed forth. So I push  and have yet to birth all that is within me. I won't stop speaking or writing what I see. Through my eyes, through my lens is only one view of the whole site. When they try to define you yet you don't fit the scene. I laugh at those who think life is black and white, plain and clean. I discovered the grey While slitting my wrist with a praying mother two doors down. The ugly of this world Is in constant war with the good. I can hold out my hand and demand recompense. Much is taken and not much given. I would rather work to show you that I'm not lazy just waiting for a hand out. You did enough already. You can keep your due Dilligence. T-Warren2015