Only felt free when I'm talking to god <br />In my dreams my grandma humming heavenly gospel tones <br />She walks a little closer I was timid at first as she put her hand on my shoulder <br />Grandma read my emotions like a book <br />Hatred mistook and misread what was actually fear and shook <br />And the wisdom she earned by years <br />Read my thoughts and wipe my tears…and said <br />“You think the way you do because you’re special <br />Not the back of the class way but your lords gonna test you <br />And all the pain is training for when you <br />Have to lead them with the gift god gave to you <br />Bloody wars blind grown folks but the babies see it to <br />In with the gift you can save a few <br />Cause everyone believes in you” <br />And time will prove that she started my movement <br />Grandma didn't tell me to take it she told me to use it <br />Now I have protection so that my hateful dad won’t break the wound early <br />Love is scarce must spread it early because you got to embrace the love within the sun <br />Gun within the sun was deep hatred that I felt was in the sun but rather it was from tons <br />Tons of hate spitted across my life for being different but no longer feel hate toward them <br />No longer in the cold found my purpose here I feel it…it all makes sense <br />No longer when in the rain will it hurt me like it was dense from the bloody picket fence<br /><br />Leland Wright<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2-blood-covering-the-picket-fence-light/
