TO MY SISTERS
Admittedly I find it hard to believe there are men worthy of your difference. Men that can command the Heavens to speak in your darkest days. Ones that bathe every morning in the breath of original purpose. I wish for you men absent of shame, willing to shower you in selfless prayers and thoughts that never age. I pray you find men, that see the emerging sun as opportunity to love you more sincerely. Men that speak to God about you early and often, the kind that study your faults, not as capitalist, but to love you – accurately. Men with Noah’s dedication to family salvation, or Job’s long suffering and perseverance. Ones that wield words with the power of Samuel, those with the heart of David, the bravery of Moses, and the inclination to assist in your victories as Aaron. I know that you are deserving of men that wisely set their family affairs in order as Jacob did, the kind that aren’t buckled by ridicule such as John. The kind of man that loves with protective passion as Peter. Perhaps a Nehemiah, that will build a fortress fortifying your faith and a ladder bringing your aspirations one step closer to fruition. A man that is Abel and willing to love you with his first fruits. Men that can speak through your lineage as Jeremiah. I pray you know a man that would rob the grave of your attendance. For you, I want a man fluent in humility. Estranged to pride. Heaven sent. Magnificent. One that would trade rubies for pebbles to have you and wouldn’t dare charge your heart rent. The kind of man that would endure death, so the sun never sets in your eyes.These are my handwritten prayers. Let patience possess your soul while these words return with Heaven’s scent.
Nathan Sterling is a budding African American poet, born in the cornfields of Southwestern Illinois. He is 30 years old and is now launching his poetry career. Nathan is a Southern Illinois University Edwardsville Alumni for both his Undergraduate Political Science Degree and Masters of Public Administration and Policy Analysis. Nathan is now seeking to explore his poetic voice and stretch its cords across the world. He creates moments tangible enough to taste the moods and atmospheres as if it was a memory of your own. Nathan has found his pen and knows that the world is a canvas.