Reading My Father’S Will Poems

By Andrew Marshall Jr.

Reading My Fathers Will Poems is the third book in the authors first trilogy of poems. The two other books are The Keepers of the Shrine and Words That Sound like Freedom, respectively.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jan 17, 2018
• ISBN: 9781543457902

Andrew Marshall Jr.

Andrew Marshall, Jr., graduated from Bethune-Cookman University, formerly Bethune-Cookman College, a historically black institution of higher learning, has a master’s degree in human resource management and development, and is a member of Kappa Alpha Psi Fraternity, Incorporated. He resides in the Metropolitan United States of America.

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Let Me Not Also Be Ye Deprived

Some things cannot be seen,

if not only in your own eyes:

Like whether or not wisdom,

wasn’t as knowing as unwise.

Unknowingly

You can’t force me to live alive,

(And wouldn’t work if I weren’t dead).

Cause as long as you are free,

Your biting words get you fed.

When something goes astray with me,

Ruined is my dark-blue, yellowish-sunny-like day.

You can’t take me alone,

Cause this is not the coward’s way.

You may deny only that dark fear is your dying heart’s beat,

And if you don’t know what you haven’t already learned,

In your blood, there will be dancers and spillers in the street.

From on High

From on high I did flee like a burning cinder tree.

From on high the dead look like a peoples of leaves.

From on high rivers flow from casted blood tears.

From on high one day is many long-unlived years.

From on high the soul’s weighted down and dread.

From on high God charged repent as sorrowful beg.

From on high life dare not lament a reprobate heart.

From on high the meek do forgo its inherent reward.

I Can Count (If I Wanted to…Now!)

You counted, and I count,

Right behind you.

But you are stuck on the negative ones,

As if I I didn’t count, too.

So, let’s count together.

And let’s not perjury the truth.

You have never counted,

After death disowned me.

I’ve always accepted your number,

While you simultaneously disagreed to disagree.

If you are no good at counting,

Then how did you create those three?

Consequently, my numbers are more accurately

Expressed,

During the second recount.

See it like Brother Moses and his