It’s time to crack the bottle,
Time to numb the pain.

Time to open the umbrella,
Time to hide from the rain.

Some have easy lives,
And will never know the struggle.

Never knowing what some go through,
Because all they know is a hustle.

Never given the chance,
Making it with what they had.

Caught up in their surroundings,
Never having a Dad.

I’m thankful for what I have,
I know It could be  so much worse,

That’s why I pay it forward,
I don’t need another curse.

I’ve had my own struggles,
In my own shoes I do walk.

Always keeping my head high,
No matter how much people talk.

I sit upon the fence post,
And try never to hold a grudge.

Because I know I'm not perfect,
I am no one to judge.

Still I sit here
Trying  to numb my pain.

Fighting off my demons,
Like I'm fighting off the rain.

LIVE
LOVE
HOPE

Written By
RICHARD B SHICK