So we're on the parking lot my Son's
Mother and I.
Me the quiet storm her the excitable type.
Silence wasn't unusual based on both of our natures.
The issue at hand was announcing that
I as a solo act was sentenced to a 6yrs. Prison term.
I know that We were parked near State Police Barracks in Jersey. .could've been anywhere for sure.
I just had this responsible thing on my shoulders.
Take care of all matters in order of importance.
Proper to share on a need to know basis no cliché.
Whether she looked at me as an anchor relationship or not , unspoken she knew I was a selective resource.
Explanation, I was in tune with my obligation. .yet she had her own thought pattern and coping skills to manage, her emotions, trials and tribulation.
Life hadn't been easy and this to match wasn't a match for what plans she had for me and our Son.
That didn't mean the focus was on being an United Front.
There was prompt action no words spoke louder than silence.
She immediately flipped her WB (Warner Bro.s) baseball cap backwards in the rally position.
How could I judge her at all.
She felt the urgent need to "ball" .
I was all balled out ...actually out on posted bail.
I owned my part with or without whose gonna miss me.
Some major part of me was proud
I announced the urgent need to leave my past prompted by legal issues all wrapped into divine decree.
Notice served my first and only Son was 10 months old I wasn't so much Prison bound as I was on the long road to Redemption.
Lord only knew the day and the hour of reckoning that lay ahead
#timeserved kqs 1.2.16
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