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"My coats"
My Coats
I love my coats because they’re my shields.
I wear them constantly because of what they don’t reveal.
There are several coats in my possession and I change them like I change my clothes.
I deliberately wear them because they cover up more than anyone ever knows.
One of my favorite coats is my coat of arrogance the one that most of the world sees.
It’s a thick coat adaptable to various degrees.
I wear it consistently as an act of prevention.
It intimidates those that I refuse admission.
Those that have seen my coat of arrogance don’t like it at all.
They think it’s too big, when it actually is quite small.
That coat is a powerful coat that I will continue to wear whenever I deem appropriate.
Those that don’t care for it are exactly the ones who will frequently see it, because they are the ones that provoke it!
I have a coat of confidence that I wear on occasions.
That coat is often mistaken for the coat of arrogance when it actually has no relation.
The coat of confidence has given me several things that I thought I desired.
It’s often a coat that I would rather leave at home because it’s too much to carry when I get tired.
The coat of confidence is a coat that I must sometimes hide.
It can occasionally bring about things that don’t coincide.
The coat of confidence is a coat that doesn’t always serve its purpose.
It’s sometimes a coat that only protects the interior and ignores the surface.
I have a coat of compassion that I try not to wear too often, because it’s one of my weakest.
I seem to over look that coat oblivious of its uniqueness
I always seem to get that coat soaked, knowing it’s fragile state.
I usually don’t realize that I am wearing it until it’s too late!
People often ask me to share that coat, and I usually do quite sparingly.
I need to be careful with whom I share that coat because people sometimes abuse it quite daringly.
Although my coat of compassion is one that can put me at a disadvantage.
I will continue to offer it to whomever will cherish it and ignore any permanent damage!
I have a coat of isolation, which is probably my most distinguished.
People often think it’s inappropriate and wish it to be extinguished.
It’s probably the coat of which I’m most proud.
Because of it’s dark appearance it usually threatens the crowd.
The coat of isolation is a coat that is respected by few.
Because of it’s intimidating demeanor it will encounter plenty storms before it’s through.
The coat of isolation is one that I don’t have to pamper because of its strong endurance.
Its complexity is quite mysterious to most; it’s self-supporting never needing insurance.
The coat of isolation is one that I will never dispose.
It’s like a pair of black shoes that you can wear with any of your clothes.
One of my most apparent coats if my coat of pride.
It’s the one that needs repairs that are all too obvious to hide!
Out of all my coats that’s the one that gets the most attention.
It’s the one that I have been criticized about too many times to mention.
The coat of pride is the coat that helps me sustain my independence.
It prevents me from going outside unprotected because everything associated with it must make sense.
As I have matured I have learned that the coat of pride doesn’t have to be worn to every occasion.
Sometimes the weather doesn’t require that coat allowing it a much-needed vacation.
In this cold, cold world I have to wear at least one of my coats every day no matter the climate condition.
Which of my coats will I have to wear with you? Or will your warm heart be more than enough to allow me the omission?
Bryant Mosley 08/05/2001
