After practice my college baseball coach asked me to come to his office,
As I stepped in the door he pauses,
then he begins talking,
The first words he says "This decision was very hard"
From that moment my heart paused,
And I stood there in Awe,
The next words I heard,
"I'm sorry but you are not going to make the team"
A cold knife pushed into the heart of my dream,
Then I heard a crying scream,
The sound of a young bird who just lost its wings,
Warm blood splashing on the ground,
My first thoughts,
I've let my mother, brother and grandmother down,
People are expecting me to win,
How will I ever walk around?
I can not show my face again,
I have to leave this town,
What will I do now?
Rapid fire of questions as my mind races,
Should I be patient and keep waiting?
Should I give up on my education?
Do I lay down or do I get back up?
I have been fighting all of my life, when is it enough?
Then I thought about the hard work and sacrifices I made to get here,
I thought about my grandmother and the sacrifices she made for me
to be here,
Then I heard another sound,
It was my mothers voice from heaven telling me it's time to step up,
I found the strength within to get up,
I knew there was no option to give up,
So, I hopped on the Beiber Bus,
Back home
knowing it was time to man up,
By working harder than most,
I turned a deep wound, in to beast mode,
Post traumatic stress into post traumatic growth,
From this experience I decided to always continue dreaming and living,
with The Audacity to Hope,