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Aug 2013
On my knees at the altar...the altar of the corner of which way, and no way...I fell...too tired to walk,too beaten to stand...I was at the moment when Rocky went down..that moment when meteor man lost his powers I was defenseless..by myself I just needed help..So I looked to the sky..and rain began to fall..gently on my face...I prayed...For an answer...for a guidance..I prayed for a peace...and strength not rest but strength to continue on....and the more I prayed the heavier the rain...It washed my tears... cleaned my wounds..the blood was washed away and my cuts were soothed...I prayed for a better day.. for all who would pass my way, I prayed... for wisdom to change the things I had caused to go awry...I prayed for people who have past where I am laid on the street and died before the win!! I prayed!! And the storm passed over!! And the sun began to rise...and a new day began...as I stood and walked 1000 more miles...
Written by
Quentin Briscoe
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