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Isn't It Odd
Isnt it odd that all you have to give is to much for some to handle, yet not enough for others? Here I stand a reflection of yesterday, a statement of today and a promise of tomorrow...Surrounded by so much, yet alone.
In a world of compromise and give and take, isnt it odd that every inch gained is fought long and hard for? Here I stand a strong black woman who has faced many struggles to get where I am and facing many more to get where I want to be.
Isnt it odd that though darkness is overcome by light, there are always shadows lingering? Here I stand, a reassurance to all who must travel the road Im on that trouble dont last always and you can still smile in the midst of a storm.
Isnt it odd that we can spend a few seconds with one person and leave a lasting impression, yet spend a few hours with another and leave no mark at all? Here I stand, determined to leave each person I come across with the feeling that they've been in the presence of someone special.
Isnt it odd that a situation that ends in disaster for one person can be a major accomplishment for someone else? Remember that life is what we make of it and each decision we make has a positive and negative solution...Be careful on the road you choose to take.
Isn't odd knowing that if I don't ever read another one of your poems again or hear your voice or see your face, you are someone special to me.