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Russell Wardlow is an incarcerated poet and activist who describes his poetry as "not about trying to paint a pretty picture of wrongs, but about seeing the opportunities of good in all bads, that speck of light in the dark, it's about redemption... not garnering sympathy, but empathy through a 'Triple C' approach: Communication, Connection, and Community."

Feet Don't Fail Me Now

by Russell Wardlow from United States

through every cheer and jeer

feet don't fail me now,

I can see the end is near

feet don't fail me now,

 

through the marsh and mud

feet don't fail me now,

through the tears and blood

feet don't fail me now,

 

through the quicksand and valleys

feet don't fail me now,

through the ravines and alleys

feet don't fail me now,

 

through the love and hate

feet don't fail me now,

through the trials that I face

feet don't fail me now,

 

through my strides to become great

feet don't fail me now,

through every right and wrong that I create

feet don't fail me now,

 

through the darkness, in search of some light

feet don't fail me now,

through my weakened states still summoning might

feet don't fail me now,

 

through taunts and abuses of power

feet don't fail me now,

through every minute that feels like an hour

feet don't fail me now,

 

through every prejudice and stereotype

feet don't fail me now,

through every pain that squeezes every bit of me inside

feet don't fail me now,

 

through the longing for my sons

feet don't fail me now,

through every subtraction and plight to overcome

feet don't fail me now,

 

I don't want this

I didn't ask for this

strength is only an illusion of moments put together 

where I come out standing

as opposed to lying prone

to the gravity of life

and the road of redemption I trek

is high and rocky

and I am weary

but as I began to sink and fall

I felt my feet being lifted and my body transported to the everlasting finish line of

promise and purpose

my feet became my team

they picked me up,

from where I left off

so that I would know no failure, only respite

I realized at that moment

this road I walked, this journey I trekked---

wasn't endured alone no longer

though I face my own trials

I don't face them alone

because my triumph is in that I have more than two feet

and I had to fall to realize that I wouldn't hit rock bottom again

because the ground is now hands and hearts

that are here, with me

so how can I fail, when I, is We

We BlackSheep Flocks and Shepherds

Thank You.

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Last edited 5/7/2021 9:15:19 PM

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