MY BROTHERS (Always remember, there is nothing like family)

Unchained ankles,
unchallenged minds,
opportunity beckons.
The fields of degradation, was
replaced by future anticipation.
For the void is no longer
shapeless or deep,
that which once restricted,
no longer binds.

For the shape of our future
is woven by the golden threads of
wisdom that have always been
a part of our being.

Created by that which created all
things.  Atom for atom, for we
are truly a part of the universe.

All that supports us and sustains
us, has been provided by HE (GOD) who is
omnipotent and omnipresent.
Hold our heads high, for we are
from a great source, a great people,
a great past and we have an
even greater future.

And always remember, we are BROTHERS.

Poetic Verses By Gamaliel H. Gooding
Copyrighted 2003