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May 2015
Sometimes it's easier to
Complain and sometimes
I do it outta habit and like
Love it can blind

So I decided to point out
All the things I got
Cause sometimes i cannot
But Unappreciative I'm not

For the beauty amidst the
Disaster the lining of silver
The people around me that
Stand as a pillar

To hold up all i juggle to
Make sure it dont fall
The blessings the people
The reasons I stand tall

The seemingly small
That I inadvertently take
For granted like its advantage
Was owed so I make

That ignorant mistake
The reason I write this
And admit it to urself that
We all can be like this

And my way to right this
Is to bring it to light
Cause I wish not to look
Ungreatful if I'm taken tonight

Cause for all that I might
Wish to get or that I had
Is a loss far less in comparison
To what I have

A sister mom and dad
Plus getting to be a dad
My car my apartment my
Friends and I'm glad

I have been so lucky cause
It's an honor to be
A part of there lives cause
Those special to me

Are worth more than anything
I feel I never possessed
Cause if u never recognize it
It's meaningless to even be blessed

So before all the stress
Starts to press again
And u hear me ***** about
All the things I intend

To have but don't pretend
That I said nothing at all
Cause frustration comes out
Of the mouth sounding small

And bitter, ungreateful
Greedy and whinny
But measured against the
Treasures I have it's tiny

And at the time it's hard to
See and hard to express
And deep down I do accept
That I have already been blessed

But we all wish to progress
No matter how much we have
And while doing so its easy
To forget things arnt so bad

So ill try to read this poem
Once a week to remind me
That I already got the greatest
Loved ones behind me

I already have all the things
Any person could ever need
I shouldn't need to be a slave
To finally appreciate bein free

I shouldn't have to be paraplegic
Or get my legs lost
To realize how lucky I am
That I can even walk

Cause not being blind terminally
Ill or constantly hungry
Doesn't mean I should forget
I could be but I have been lucky

And it can b hard to love me
But many still do
And it's sad that sometimes I
Forget in bad moods

That I am blessed I am lucky
I am chasing dreams and steady
So I tend to forget that fact
That I am living one already ......
Jerry Knowledge Gonzalez
Written by
Jerry Knowledge Gonzalez  Brampton, Ontario, Canada
(Brampton, Ontario, Canada)   
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