Glass Ceilings

(written in 2013, six months before I moved to New Orleans)

all i need is a break through…

before i start to scream through the cold air of night…

sending chills down backs …

this upward track now flatlining and im not whining…

just demanding a door opening or a window…

hell i’ll take a man hole cover to rise thru …

cause i’m hearing His message loud and clear…

compass is pointing to horizons …

designed for my designs rising…

glass ceilings are never shatter proof…

Busting Out

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