*the University of North Carolina at Pembroke was hit with its second hurricane in a 3-year span and this most recent one was named Florence and the one before that was named Matthew, I call UNC-Pembroke home*
Hurricane Season
Home is where the heart is
I thought my home was the seven-oh-fo'But home is actually where you growI grew not in stature but in maturityI went from a lil boy portraying a man not knowing who I wasTo a young man with leadership skills, communication skills, and an utter greater individualIf you think we are going to let Flo stop our flow and our growthShe's got another thing coming.So, yes right now tear our streets until your cup runneth over with our tearsDestroy our materials until you feel you've broken our spiritsBlow away our pride with all the strength in your lungsBecause Robeson County stared Matthew in the face and didn't flinch after his damageRobeson County didn't fretNo, the family grew closer, much closerSo you may be satisfied with your damage but we're satisfied with our strength satisfied with our God satisfied that we will overcome no matter what you think we will become better, stronger, wiser, much wiser.
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Creciendo
PoetryCreciendo = Growing This is a conglomerate of poems that I've crafted over the years. These poems range in topic from personal life to bigger picture stories. I talk of anything and everything. I hope you all enjoy my first ever e-book!
