(This poem was written at Autobath Carwash during one of my nights of closing. I think it was between the summer of my two years at VU. This was one of those times where i was fearing what major to go into to. I liked computers, but fealt that at the time they were leading me to the dark side.)
Do you not remember me? Didn't you watch me as a little kid, Growing up in the church and believing in you? Always being true to you. How can you say you don't remember me? I felt your hand over me for protection Through the rumors, trials, and tests. I came to you and you gave what i asked for. Going through college was both fun for you and I Singing, Preaching, and playing were only a few that led us closer to each other. (debating whether or not to repeat this paragraph) How can you say you don't remember me? I felt your hand over me for protection Through the rumors, trials, and tests. I came to you and you gave what i asked for. GOD'S REPLY I heard your prayers for me to say 'well done' when we come face to face. But they stopped soon after you declared your major Choosing My will over yours was not easy for you Little did you realize you started to serve your computer screen. I had plans for you that you had no way of seeing except by trusting in me. But you put your trust in your Salary. I gave you a wife and Kids and still i got nothing in return for all i did for you. Blessing after Blessing i gave... Further and further you became You did not involve me in your marriage And you soon forgot to introduce me to your children. So when I say I don't remember you. I think you know the answer. The fear of facing the truth. That you my son ... do not Remember me.