Letter To A Child Born in Poverty but Made of Dreams

Dear Child Born in Poverty but Made of Dreams,

Be bold. Be selfish.

The road you have to travel will be difficult.

Because the path laid out for you it must be paved,

every single dusky red brick, by your own hand

And I wish that I could say you'll be better for the experience

I wish I could say the children you see that have things handed to them

are going to end up worse off

Because it would make you feel better

it would lessen the load off of your shoulders

But dear sweet child born in poverty but made of dreams

I cannot say for certain if that is so

All I can say with certainty is that

Your path will be so harsh

that

there will be times when you hate everyone for not caring

there will be times when you're hungry enough to sell yourself

there will be times when the world seems to laugh at every motion you make

that fights your own untimely demise

Sweet beautiful child born in poverty but made of dreams

the world will do it's best to break you

But you must fight

You must resist

Because you are

the world's only hope.

Sincerely,

Blac Garner