Poem: Like a Sam Cooke Song

I’m tired.

Tired of hurting

tired of pretending

tired of hoping and praying

tired of being tired

tired of biting my tongue

tired of swallowing my words

Tired of living my life like a Sam Cooke song:

 

“It’s been too hard livin’, but I’m afraid to die;

cause I don’t know what’s up there beyond the sky.

It’s been a looong, long time comin’

but I know a change gon’ come. Oh yes it will.”

 

Oh no, it won’t.

A change gon’ come

is the lie that made me lazy.

I’m tired of excuses.

And I am not afraid to die.

I’m afraid for my dreams,

afraid they might die

before they live and

I’m tired of being afraid.