WHAT DO YOU ACCEPT?
(A poem from the book, The Streets, My Cradle" by; Jennifer L. Jackson)
One day I was walking down the street.
I smelt something & wondered could
that be me?
I took a shower I knew I had.
Could that still be me smelling so bad?
Then God said it wasn't my underarms
or my feet. But all the garbage that
had been dumped in me.
Because God Cleaned me up I now smell
oh so good!
And i don't accept what I normally… Continue