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Suck it up Buttercup

This Poem was Drivin by fear and Anger that I might be Losing my Dad to Parkinson's, but I believe through this poem and The hope in God, Everything will turn out Just Fine, Keep Fighting Dad, We still need you. Happy Fathers Day :)

Don’t let this Ruin our family not just yet cause I have yet to show them my best, I have more memories plenty of stories to share with them and I say to whom who cares whoever is out there...


 "please don’t let this ruin our chance"


 cause I have yet more stories to be told, more journeys to be trek ,


So, until we fold I’ll be on your side for when you become cold at night till you feel alright like a sweater I’ll be a warm heater, when the weather is Rough outside 

I’ll be the one you can run to...


cause my heart is true and I am not sure without a soul like yours

that I can be the man I am,

how I grew up man,


don’t give up,


My plan isn’t in Gods hand and my songs for sure aren’t a Gods Sent

but if you can hear me open your eyes and ears as I Rhyme like a Balladeer, if you wouldn’t let a bear take you down Sir, then I fear the worse as...


why the hell?

are you letting Parkinson’s be so much a blur and tear you apart, it might be hard sometimes but, this is coming from my heart,

not just my mind telling you there’s much more in life to experience,


 "seeing is not Believing,

believing is Seeing the reason"


your so resilient the Calvary is coming he sees the struggle your presenting the Strength your giving the pain your getting which your Juggling and focusing on this Issue,


"know we miss you"


 as I know you have more messages to leave, so before you climb up to that tree of life and Guide me throughout my journey believe like how Jesus made you to be.


before your odyssey is finished, and you see the pearly white gates 


 "look up at me and believe in the space I leave"


as I read you a Rhyme from a time much more Easier while I Explain Remember that,


 "life is not a race"


I figured that out very quickly when my disease came to pass, I prayed to the lord to set me free but all he gave me back is a child’s book and Taught me The Hare and the tortoise,


oh so accurate it became,


it’s like this whole world is a game and the blame you put on yourself is not warranted but the shame always feels like pain one day you could be loving life and Taking names but one thing leads to the other and your no longer the head of the table,


 in fact your the tortoise, the slowest, waiting for the slightest change of mind rather then being slaughtered like a swine at the Slaughterhouse


Oh my oh my 


you can shake and make mistakes but could you


fight


cause my songs can be the source of the


light


but can not be the one that fixes all,


"you need to walk And Take the first step towards keeping this Jaunt from flaming out"


even though you might blame yourself don’t limit just learn from it , it’s not your fault, you have this, but now it’s your mission to show and tell that your stronger than the cell the Devil put you in,


the situation might look grim, but if it wasn’t for him, you would be dead already, it seems like your a bad joke lately but in reality,

it shows that he’s still using...

you 


"You aren’t just a entity or a Ghost"


your somebody that is telling history and you need to see that, before you turn from a tortoise living in a shell to feeling like a person with no purpose


even if you have what you have

doesn’t mean you have to give up it


means to...


"Suck it up buttercup"


" & don’t stop trying bettering yourself because when you stop that’s the instance your marked out of this Existence".

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