To my Mom, Sabrina Fulton By Trayvon Martin!
[If Trayvon had lived, I believe he would write these words
To his graceful Mom, Ms. Sabrina Fulton]
Mom, for the clutch of pains that follow you
From your head down to your sole,
Wondering what life holds’ for you?
In the darkness of your world
Despite the pangs, Mom, do not complain
Even when you pine,
And though at times you may feel disdain
Please know, you are wholly Thine
Beyond this world of wrath and tears
I Loom from the Heavens’ above,
With freedom from pains or fears!
And the bounty of our Father’s love
So, in the midst of your circumstance
In the blessed evening shade,
Mom, live by faith and not by chance
Strong in heart and always, unafraid!
© Sheriff G Ali 2013
Ms. Sabrina Fullerton; I dedicate this Poem’s message to you, coupled with the amazing words so full of truth, written, so long ago.
“You must go back, then, a little way to the choice mercies of yesterday, and though all may be dark now, you must light up the lamps of the past. They shall glitter through the darkness, and you must continue to trust in the Lord, till the day break, and the shadows flee away.”