Hello world. The following was written in the 90’s and published 8/13/2016.
Acceptance
Broken and battered, falling apart.
Not even sure of where to start.
Should I start with my broken bones?
Or should I start with my broken home?
A small little child precious and caring.
Pushed aside for even daring.
To obtain some affection.
A measure of love.
Feeling unwanted, lost, and alone.
Looking for love in walls of stone.
Giving freely of the body.
Not understanding they are Somebody.
Thinking by giving they shall receive.
When all they get are more injuries.
Some to their bodies.
Some to their minds.
Some to the Souls.
They leave behind.
They don’t seem to realize it is a trend.
They keep repeating over again.
Looking for love in all the wrong places.
Seeing a sea of swimming faces.
Locked deep inside is the love that they need.
For when I love myself, then someone else can love me.
Sabrina Reyenga
This poem describes much of what I went through growing up. How an accident breaking my body, had me looking within at what I had experienced in my life. How the breaking of my body, had me looking at my choices to believe. In looking at those experiences, I came to understand how I was the one judging what it was I was experiencing to be whatever it was for me. I was choosing to accept judgments and the treatment I received as defining me. I had to learn to Love myself unconditionally if I would Love another or have them Love me.
Blessings on your journeys my brothers. Hugs and love. You are loved. I love you.