cracks
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MAN I Can Feel The CRACKS ... !!!
As My Body ... LACKS ...
The Youth It Once Had ... !!!
When I Could Withstand Exercise Programmes ....
That Worked All The Muscles That Slowly DO Crumble ... !!!
When I was young I would avoid the crack in the sidewalk
I used to think I had OCD… My need to not step on cracks in sidewalks consumed me.
“Step on a crack
Break your momma’s back.”
That’s what they’d chant,
All the kids on the block.
We’d go around on tiptoes
Avoiding the fractures;
Like walking on glass.
It meant so much to us,
Poor little thing,Your weakness lies within your strength. Presenting as a monument,So strong and assuring,No one bothered checking For those cracks in the porcelain. They saw the sculpture
