MichealTGregory
Henrico, Va
Name: Micheal T. Gregory / Age: 23 / Status: Married (3y) (November 29) / / "No award can symbolize anything / Strictly actions make life great / Keep the gifts for the next guy / When I train is when I celebrate / I know greater comes after / Never before long suffering / That's living backwards / My character is made up of failure / My failure made me a master / Before I ever play it tough / Or esteem myself magnificent in a ruff / I'll admit I never knew I could do it... / Therefore...To have done it was enough." / / ENJOY YOUR LIFE WHILE YOU STILL HAVE IT. I'm a simple guy who doesn't need much. Preferably just money, truck and a couple guns, Food, Water, Air and most importantly my wife and kid to love. more excitement seeing and experiencing the world in full. Best of all I get to write about it. Even though I'm titled African American I believe all lives matter. ALL have fallen short of the glory and ALL will bow and confess that Jesus Christ is the one true begotten son of God.
It's early and a bit too noisy
I haven't opened my eyes yet
I hear the early bird in hunt of a worm
Maybe I too should get out of bed
Still laying here, I complain, about laying here
Criticism is nothing I like to hear
Then there's this other sound
A neighbor starting up his John deere
moving forward, I pretend I'm dreaming
With so much motivation I still slumber
To ignore my thoughts I think less
Slowly, I count number by number
Not long after I begin to think
To be or not to be at my bathroom sink?
Where I wash my face
Then brush my teeth
Hangovers are the worst
I disapprove of them in every way
I drink because I hate my job, but
Last night was because I knew today was the day before monday.
I work on Monday's...
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 12:16 PM UTC
Please don't call my name
May you just acknowledge I did it
Quietly to yourself
I'm not big on recognition
Awards are handcrafted and praised
I am not searching for any diety
I would receive it, only to overturn it
To someone who didn't do anything
There's no room in my heart for things
My empty hands are full
When I die, I take all of nothing
You can't have a cake and eat it too
Whatever I am honored for
I am honored by doing it
It's hard to hear their applause
While I'm chasing the wind
May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 9:06 AM UTC
Seven days, Four times
In a dozen ways
Unpaved roads leading onto bridges
Where many have went a stray
Troubled waters have slaughtered
Ensnared and impaired Sons; Daughters
It feels as if it were a dogma
While definitive as karma
Years and years where few cry
For diverse reasons
I then say, many dance in the rain
When they've made achievements
Keep this generation alive one petitions
Meanwhile to have life and death
Is another's decision
Every life is different
Every death is physics
May 14, 2016
May 14, 2016 at 7:23 PM UTC
Appreciation is a hard word for me
There are many who've deserved it
Behind the gestures, a void
Of obligation being forfeited
Why do we ask for trust?
While unsure if we're trustworthy
Each moment after have to practice
to solidify our words to he or she
I plunder myself by ways of commitment
Afraid to back down now
Hoping if the other were in my shoes
They wouldn't give up and let me down
They say it is what it is
Although in the situation at the time
It was, until it became a bad decision
Right before one's eyes
If there is someone that exists
That knows what tomorrow brings
I hope to never meet them
It takes the fun out of surprise
Weakens the strengthening gain
Of a midnight cry
Of course nothing's perfect
I just wish I never knew how to lie.
Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 7:10 PM UTC