What’s next ?

When I came back and visited my mind had so many expectations but in reality  we all were limited. 

Life didn’t stop.

friends and family fighting the good fight to get on top. 

As I start my new journey world war creeps around the corner were walking on eggs shells waiting for bombs to drop. 

Until my time comes I’m focused.
my mother and father ask about grand kids I think of how am I supposed support them when even I haven’t figured out how to live. 

Not only this but the youth of the nation is so misguided and it will be far too late when we finally realize it.

We think of death as an answer we have no courage to live life.

We lost since of what we are, and we look for pity also anything to give is attention it is not right. 

I think of what I can change about myself day and night. 

with these ideas they sound fantastic but do I dare act upon them. 

What do I have to lose this is my life if is my death why do I not get to chose and more importantly why can’t I know what come after.

We came up with so many things religion hope people whatever you call it just another cause of human disasters. 

Here’s to your child tears here’s to their laughter. 

Time ticks away things change. 
my sister talked while I was gone how much she missed me 

When I saw here as soon as I talked I was spoke to someone I never met she spoke to me differently. 

She is doing very well for herself and I’m proud but I will always see has my little sister I’ll watch from a far cause now she don’t want to speak to me.

It’s fine nothing really hurts until you reflect but just like you I will not tolerate disrespect.

Only one thing stays on my mind now days I ask what is next?