TEACH ME, HELP ME
In my teaching,
teach me to learn.
There is no reason why I cannot be who I am,
In my learning, and you be who you are,
help me to give and they be who they think they “wanna” be.
In my giving, this week.
teach me to love.
There is no reason for me to be less of me.
In my loving, so you are comfortable being less of you.
help me to die trying to hang with more of them who do not know who they are.
Anyway
There is no way that darkness can hide my truth light when I accept there are night and day between us, and if you chose to stay there while I choose to be free; It is ok!
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Poetry written by Pamela Purnell