Walking

While I was walking with my head held high

Sweat melodies from churches and preachers talking

 As I walk by,

 Pausing grabbing a bite to eat

While I rest my feet

Aware my enemies want the rest of me

 I’m in control of the best of me.

 Faith;

My special recipe

Often missed placed

 Along with grace,

An invisible face

Along with what’s left of me

Into my destiny…

-Jennifer Carter