Featured Painting: “Depression”
Emerging
Wallowing in a deep dark sea
At the hands of my oppressor
I was under six feet
Doing the most
Reaping the lesser
Feet kicking at this pavement
A victim of my own enslavement
Would this be the end of me
My demise maybe
Any possibility to swim up
To the surface
For fresh air once or twice
Is this life even worth it
I bet the other side is nice
Living to achieve death
How does that go
If Jesus wept
Then I’m doomed fasho
He was brutally killed
And hung from a tree
So why would my destiny be fulfilled
What’s so special about me
Then I woke up from my sleep
And realized the answer was everything
I cannot be another casualty
I must create a better reality
And be who God created me to be
I must find a way to float In this murky sea
I have to remember how to breathe
I refuse to dodge life’s bullets forever
I object to just waiting around for better…days
I can no longer be a slave
I have to break these chains
And head for historic gains
As I closed my eyes
The Creator said
My child take my hand
Greatness lies ahead
Corinthian Elizabeth
“All Gifts in Love”
The Book of Corinthian