I am a ponderer of life,
Contemplating the now and what’s to come.
I am my mother’s son,
And my father’s – sometimes.
My greatest flaw was being everyone’s perfect,
But never my own content.
I am unintentionally hypocritical,
Though such awareness keeps me grounded.
I am a race against time in an unjust system,
To prove I am of value.
I am strong because I am vulnerable,
My truths no longer weigh me down.
I was dressed up insecurities,
I’m now dressed down and confident.
I am stilled waters on a stormy night,
My faith survives the chaos.
A glimmer of light in a distant place
Is the beacon of my hopes.
I’m the best of failed intentions,
Self-doubt on the doorstep of promise.
I’m a believer in the healing of humanity,
Though it’s people that give me wonder.
Who am I, one may ask…
I am who I need to be.
©Chanton
ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Terry Robinson lives on Death Row and has always maintained his innocence. He writes under the pen name ‘Chanton’, and it is a true privilege to share his work. He can be contacted at:
Terry Robinson #0349019
Central Prison
4285 Mail Service Center
Raleigh, NC 27699-4285
