the G.R. experience

so growing up, i based a lot of my decisions on my religious beliefs, and i'm still doing that, but as days go by i want to try new things...even like getting a tattoo. i'm afraid of needles, but the idea that there is something that can permanently represent me as an individual for the world to see i think is remarkable in a sense..SIDEBAR: so today i went to the funeral of the chairwoman of the deaconess board, i swear yo Deaconess Gladys Robinson was str8 up the epitome of a Godly woman. my words can't even do justice and i'm a writer, that's how serious it is....u already are missed and in the choir loft lies your robe in rememberance of you..the service was beautiful but what i wouldn't give to hear you sing "Oh Zion"....damn.

small in stature
vast n heart.
blessed with gifted hands
fabrics formed patterns
as too was your style
unmatched, kinda like this dude's i know
the smile you wore like a sunday hat, like the ones L. Boogie spoke of once.
Yo, L how's the New York life?
this isn't about her, this is about her,
Gladys. one of the 12 foundations of the E. kind of like one of the 12 disciples.
they say 7 is the number of completion, i just say it's a number
your absence weighs heavy on hearts
specially the white-haired fellow
who you experienced love with
43.
i want to be like you, me and my love on 43.
years of marriage, of course not all bliss, but who cares? fools expect bliss, i expect reality.
and that is that you were n tht coffin, and we let out salty sadness.
the illness took you, but what we wouldn't give to take you back

6.29.32-4.8.08--Gladys Robinson