Black Poetry : Searching- about " Growing up"

[iwannabe]

Searching

I'm growing up
In a few years, an adult.
Thats what they all say.
I cant help but wonder;
" What kind of man will I be"
Thats why now I'm searching
There exists, somewhere in me
the desire, the potential, the ability
to be;
Infinately malicious,
wonderfully benevolent,
A delinquent, or a genius.
Theres too many elements
Of me, too many pieces of me,
for me to concieve the man you one day
Will see

 

[$$RICH$$]

your be as you are to be and what is of you
look in the mirror what u see will be
reaching adulthood not always a man but what that man
make of himself and i see a man in you

just hold high respect , honor and wisdom of knowledge
and your morals your be one great man , i remember when
i had these same thoughts coming into manhood .

 

[deepy]

tis nice that you see, feel, know that all the pieces of the puzzle
which can make you a humane, principled, giving human being
are in you...
keep on g rowing
keep on flowing....

 

[Defiantson]

don't worry life has a way of figuring things out by itself. Trust I have no doubt that he will be of high moral fiber.