Game from a Young Me
by Rashaun J. Allen
Remember rumors spread like wildfires
While truth blooms like a flower.
Never be scared to try your luck.
The ruckus is where the magic happens.
Can your fortitude be broken?
Don’t use words when actions shout.
You’ll thank me later
and habits last a life time.
The will comes before the skill
and don’t go extinct like the pterosaur.
Only go after a goal when your heart is in it
and only if your heart is prepared to fail.
Victory is kin to you like blood
when doubters spew nothing but fear.
If you can’t handle storm in your life
there’s no way you’ll be the future me.
Photo: Chuck Huru
Rashaun J. Allen holds an MFA in Creative Writing and Literature from SUNY Stony Brook. He is the author of independently published poetry books: A Walk Through Brooklyn and In The Moment. He has also been published or is forthcoming in TSR: The Southampton Review, Tishman Review, Rigorous and Fourth Genre (a Steinberg Essay Contest Finalist). Currently, he is seeking an agent for his memoir Christine's Dream: A Memoir of Love, Loss & Life and a recent recipient of a Fulbright to Barbados. Find more of his work at www.rashaunjallen.com.