I want to make this a special tribute to a family that contradicts the concepts heard the rules but wouldn't accept and women-folk raised me and i was full grown before i knew I came from a broken home
sent to live with my grandma down south when my uncles was leaving and my grandfather had just left for heaven they said and as every-ologist would certainly note i had no strong male figure right? But lily Scott was absolutely not your mail order room service type cast black grandmother i was moved in with her; temporarily, just until things were patched, til this was patched and til that was patched until i became at 3, 4, 5,6 ,7, 8, 9 and 10 the patch that held lily Scott who held me and like them 4 i become one more and I loved her from the absolute marrow of my bones and we was holdin on, i come from a broken home She had more then the 5 senses she knew more then books could teach and raised everyone she touched just a little bit higher and all around her there was a natural sense as though she sensed what the stars say what the birds say what the wind and the clouds say a sensual soul and self that African sense and she raised me like she raised 4 of her own and i was hurt and scared and shocked when lily Scott left suddenly one night and they sent a limousine from heaven to take her to god, if there is one. So i knew she had gone; and i came from a broken home