40 years

40 years have came and went
I think about the time i spent
Have I made my ancestors proud
Or have left them in endless doubt

I want to be great and really matter
Grow my soul not just pockets getting fatter
Stop climbing up and down endless ladders
Break through self imposed ceilings….shatter

I’m blessed to have certain people in my life
The ones that give me energy, the ones that cause strife
All of you serve your purpose in helping me grow
Yesterday Omar didn’t realize what today’s Omar knows.

Lord what is my trajectory, what am I to do next
Am I good as I am, do I update my specs
I don’t want to grow for others, I’m doing it for me
Just like a tomato plant purpose is different from a maple tree.

Thank you for another year, but I hope I get more
patience and anxiety compete to see what’s in store
I want to be the thing of legends, a subject of lore
But remain true to myself with God as the core.

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