Everything I Had

Poem By Rowdy Solomon

Nobody said living this life would be easy

There's a cost of living and it

Grows as you grow with time

I grew up broke and

I realized I'm one in a million

But a broke home doesn't mean

I'm far gone

Those are my roots

From which I have grown

I don't use that as grievance

Still in life I'm achieving

And I'm fighting with

Everything I have

And when I'm covered with cement

And my family's grieving

They'll say I gave

Everything I had



My hands are calloused from working so hard on a daily

A bath is in order this evening

Then I'll feel fine

I wish my wife was here with her

Hands of healing

But she's gone on to glory oh Lord

She left me here all alone

I don't use that as grievance

Still in life I'm achieving

And I'm fighting with

Everything I have

And when I'm covered with cement

And my family's grieving

They'll say I gave

Everything I had



I wake up early to do the best I can for my children

I may not give them all they want

But their needs I provide

Clothes, shelter, time and I make sure

I always feed them

Above all I give them my love

But to me that's still not enough

I don't use that as grievance

Still in life I'm achieving

And I'm fighting with

Everything I have

And when I'm covered with cement

And my family's grieving

They'll say I gave

Everything I had



Old age has caught me and I feel myself slowly fading

I look back at my life now

And I am so satisfied

I take a glance at the light

Mounted on the ceiling

I'm going home

Keep a smile and stay strong

I'll see you all when you get home

But don't use this as grievance

Still in life you're achieving

Just keep fighting with

Everything you have

And when you're covered with cement

And your family's grieving

They'll say you gave

Everything you had

Comments about Everything I Had

Such a beautiful write on the life of an honest hard working man. These type of men are the true heroes in this world. Am adding to my list of favorites as a reminder that there are still men out there such as this.


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