Intitled:The Beggining of(the end)(selfexamining poem of 2004)

New life,one more life.
A single breath breathed in perfect trust.
I was born with a struggle,
And now struggle I must.
(and now I am here)

I grew and I was just ok.
I grew into a boy.
I was my fathers pride,just once.
Once my mothers joy.
(and now I am alone)

I wilted as I grew older.
I became a small part of me.
I grew more and more like myself,
I was broken,now I see.
(and now its too late,too late to change)

I stand here now.I am me.
I will fight for what I am.
I am no less of a person,not at all.
No less then any other man.
(and now it feels like im fighting with someone,fighting finally by somebody else's side.)

Im still living,Im still needing
Im still wanting and believing.
(and now I am)

Jack.Brooks.March 2nd 2004.