Poetry Written by My Heart

By Jermaine Washington

This is a book designed to test courage, all things are possible through Jesus Christ. There were many soldiers around me when the war started, alone I faced destruction with my heart beating solid, for a moment frozen in time....... no white horses or pretty ladies showed up at my door, I learned on the battlefield, a soldier dies once, a warrior comes back for more .... Salute Deangelo Redd Washington R.I.P Lil Bro

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Oct 24, 2003
• ISBN: 9781410797551

Jermaine Washington

Jermaine Washington, also known as Young Wise was born in St. Louis, Missouri, in 1982 to Louise Washington. He is the pathfinder out of his five brothers and one sister. Inspired by his grandmother Dorothy Washington, he began expressing his poetic talents boldly. Inspired more strongly his role model, Maya Angelo, at the age of twenty-one, his life, love, struggle, and pain has been put before you.

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The Birth

04/15/1982…Day or night, the little one came through, screams echoed loud from the smacks on the bottom. Congratulations it’s a boy, proud momma …no poppa.

Jermaine Terrell Washington, the male infants name shall be. Caressed in his mommas arms, the first time they meet.

Crying all night, the child awoke the public. All the babies cried, (proud nurses) we coming. All the babies slept except the one who kicked it off. Take him to his momma, the others have nodded off.

Looking up into his mothers eyes, so gentle, so kinds from the reflection of her pupils… her looks were all mine.

If I don’t rest…. she don’t rest. I’ll stay awake until I’m old. 3am, 4am, my eyes began to close. Sleeping Angel sent by God, my blanket began to fold.

Hey Granny

Hey Granny, How you doing? I’ve gotten older now, Listen to your grandson it’s getting colder now. I got one baby momma deeply mean to me

But I keep my head tight cause it’s the real in me. And everyday I take a step, I know you right there with me, Plus I kept all the lessons that you put off in me.

You said birds of a feather, (flock together) and it not what you do, it’s how you do it that makes you clever.

I know you watch the whole family, how we grew apart, but you told me that happen from the very start.

And them doctors couldn’t say what you were going through. Had you running back & forth like it was all in you.

Thought everything was all good, it was just my luck, by the time they found, Cancer ate you up.

….Damn

Crying Earthly Angel

Confused with hysteria, taking my mind into a block barrier, wanna ride to another dimension, hop on my wings and I’ll carry ya. Emotions in a