F**k. Can’t unsend.
It’s been viewed, maybe I can still delete it.
Stupid social media measuring my worth again.
Recreate. Edit. Post.
Ah, there we go.
Likes, laughs and little hearts.
Good, that wasn’t too deep to post there.
Spoken words cannot be retracted.
Is it true?
Are words spells?
Can we speak our destinies into existence?
For 21 days I been praying
I been watching sermons
And listening to Oprah’s motivational speeches
I been intentional about this.
A lady walked up to my car in a parking lot
And after a brief conversation she asked:
“Is there anything I can pray for, for you?”
I looked at her, stunned, but in actuality I couldn’t pick a thing
Because so many things were racing through my mind.
I smiled at her,
“Wow. Um. Yes. Peace.”