This is an epic poem. People say there is a message in everything and this particular piece has a very powerful message I want to share.
Alongside an old raged building in Mississippi, lay a child. A child balling his eyes out. He screamed for help, thinking no one could hear him. He said, “God, why? At this point, I am ready to give up. Nothing seems to be going right. I have allowed someone to distract me of the one thing I need in life, my education. I’m not performing like I know I can. Plus, I haven’t seen my cousins in about six months now. You know they mean everything to me. They’re my inspiration, my babies, my reason for waking up every morning. I’m miles and miles away from home, away from the only life I knew, away from my mother, the only person I have left. I’m fighting to keep my sanity, but it is hard.”
By the time he pleaded for help, God had realized his child was deeply hurt. He called upon an angel. An angel that he knew could handle the situation perfectly. Her name was Phylicia. Unlike the other angels, she was calm but assertive. He explained the situation in full. Then he said, “I have called upon your talents to help my child. Use your talent of time travel to show him the memorable times.” She accepted the assignment. The first thing she did was pay the child a visit. The conversation went a little something like this:
Phylicia: “Wake up boy, what’s your name?”
The Child: “Who are you?”
Phylicia: “I asked you a question first.”
The Child: “I’m not telling you anything until you tell me who you are and what you want. You know what, I’m calling my mother.”
Phylicia: “Go ahead, you’ll just look crazy. She won’t be able to see me.”
The Child: “And why not?”
Phylicia: “Because I’m an angel, that’s why. Now, what’s your name?”
The Child: “No, I don’t believe you. Prove it.”
Phylicia: “I really hate doing this, but okay….”
She opened a portal and instructed him to grab her hand. He hesitantly did so. The portal led to the time when the child was crying, alongside that raged building.
She said, “Does this look familiar?”
The boy’s mouth dropped in awe.
She chuckled, “Yes, I know. Will you tell me your name now?”
He then asked, “If you’re an angel, shouldn’t you know my name already?”
“I could find your name, but I’d rather you tell me, we’re all the same, in my eyes”, she said.
“Well, it’s Terrell. Now, why are you here?”
She explained what the assignment was. He became afraid, not willing to let her in because he did not know what to expect, but she assured him that everything would be fine.
She asked him what his three main issues were. He told her, “I let someone distract me from my goals, I haven’t seen my cousins, and I’m so far away from my mama.” She said, “Let me take you on a journey. Take my hand.” She opened another portal.
The portal led to the day he received an acceptance letter into a performing arts school. She said, “Look at him. He’s jumping in the middle of the street, yelling about how happy he is. He is not perfect. Just because he got into that school, doesn’t mean he won’t ever mess up again. It just means that he has a new beginning, which calls for new lessons. He is you. You are still that same happy person. You just have to accept it, learn from it, and move forward knowing more than you did the night before.” As he listened to her and watched himself, he shed a tear. “Yeah, I guess you’re right”, he said. “I know.”
She opened another portal. This portal led to a time when he told his little cousins that he would always love them, support them, and be there for them. “Pay attention to him. Look into his eyes. Listen to what he’s saying to them. He meant every word of it. I know they’re young, but they heard and understood you. You cannot change the actions of an adult, but you can be assured that you did your part, which you did. So just wait, it’ll all play out.” He began to smile.
She said, “Let’s go one more place.” She opened the last portal. This portal led to his house, it was empty. She said, “Look. No one is here. That means something. That means you and your mother are working. You both are working hard to accomplish something, whatever it may be. Don’t be upset about it. Trust me, you both will achieve your goals and reconvene. You all are apart for a good reason. Just focus on thriving and making yourself proud.” His smile got wider.
“Thank you so much. I honestly don’t know what I’d do, if I wouldn’t have seen these times. I think I can make it”, Terrell said. “Don’t think it, just do it. Things will get hard, but nothing is too hard to handle”, Phylicia proclaimed.
