Peom

Jamaris....jamaris is the name
for that my mother and father is to blame
To me it means to conquer all pain
To me it means fighting for what I want , taking the fame
The day of my birth June 9th 99'
Is better than his and yours combined
Some say I'm as dark as night
But the real me comes out in the light
All my nicknames from my past
I used them all but they left a cast
On my hopes and dreams that's moving fast.
But this unique name isn't ghetto or nice
My name is an angel taking flight
Hearing my name is like sun shine after 30 days of rain
and for those who don't like me they are the ones to blame
Jamaris, part means joy part means mud
Saying my name Is earth crying joy till it floods
I use the will of a warrior a will of my own
When I make up my mind the gates has flown
And this reason of this Is because of my name
Jamaris is great, the biggest flame.
Pride in who I am is what I represent.
To help others and be the best I can is why I was sent

I have been put together out paper and glue and my objective of life was to beated with a stick by young children. Everyonce in a while a old drunk would try to live his young days again and Beat me and people like me senseless.  Day by day, brother by brother , they would fall to the superior life. My heart drops as I see a mother looking for the perfect one. I'm nervous, I'm scared and as my brother so taken a sign on relief fills my gut. But today I wouldn't be so lucky. Today I was choosen to be the new batting practice for the family. The magnitude of the pain in my heart grows fast as I reach the home. The father hangs me in a tree as kids my size run out in laughter. I am choking,dying but can't do anything about it. I try to slip free but I have no limps. Kids swing and swing the pain I can not bear. As I bruise and scar the kids laugh at my pain and take turns knocking me crazy. Till finally my insides of sweet goodness fall to the floor. Kid after kid diving for my soul eating it piece by piece , like animals. My end is in a dumpster