Origins

zander foster poetry

If a picture is worth a thousand words,
Then surely your book is one of pictures.
When I read it, the first time, before anyone told me
What to fall in love with,
I saw you as a man of many colors.
Before they gave me a lense to look through,
I saw you as a warrior in the body of poverty.
Before they told me of your frail bones and your calloused hands,
I imagined you to be a good strong father.

I found you before all my prayers became less than 140 characters.
And I met you after the worst thing that could’ve happened
Happened.
Long before they told me that your love came with conditions,
I found a light that I didn’t know how to believe in.

And I will never know how to thank you
For being the human shield I never deserved-
Feeling what I…

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