Trell's blog: "trell's thoughts"

We are all the same living here in the world The black, the white, the boys, the girls We are all the same we all have knowledge and common sense We all have problem to worry about we all get tense We all want to do great in life Every man wants to be a good husband to his wife We are all the same we need clothes and food We all feel sad we all get angry or feel blue We all need help one time or another We all need a home with shelter for cover We are all the same a mouth, a nose, and two eyes We all feel pain, one day we all will die We are all the same we have to obey the laws We are all the same remember we all have flaws Damon Latrell Taylor

Hate is a word I just can't stand To me hate is like wishing death on another man You should never hate someone for who they are You can hate the whole world but it wont get you far Hate is something anyone can do Lots have hated me, I hope no one hates you Hate is something that can be carried though life Hate can make a wife kill her husband or husband kill a wife I was hated before for just walking down the street At 8,they call me the N word and threw pizza crust at me I would never hate because the color of someone's skin I don't care if you're white, black, or we can still be friends God loves us all so why should we hate Hate wont get in heaven's gates. Damon Latrell Taylor

It was 1977 Damon Latrell was born on April eleventh The first born son of my mom and dad But they didn't stay together, but life wasn't that bad A loving mother, always said to respect that jerk When all he would do is lie and hurt She would give her last for the happiness of her kids She would say she loved us, no matter what we did She was the one who taught me to pray, before I went to sleep at night She also said "You don't have to be what people call you, and words are no reason to fight" Any problem I had my mom was always there I learned to respect people , she taught me to be fair Just her alone and she raised us all fine I have to thank God for a mother like mine Call me a momma's boy, I wont get mad But what would you call me if I was anything like my dad?

How could you care about one and not the others You lying bastard you never cared about me, my sisters, and brothers You say you love her, you say you care She is only one you are a father to, how could you dare You ruined all your kids lives So take care of your own daughter you and your wife She wants to spend time with us, is all you say I know you Aaron you want a baby sitter that you don't have to pay She is the youngest, the last kid you had You better be a good father to her, instead of the run-a-way dad Those lies you told us really did hurt But we all stopped believing in you, so now your lies didn't work Your the worst kinda person in the whole world Why couldn't you be a father to all your 5 boys and 5 girls We have different last names but that's OK 9 of us never had a father, why couldn't you stay We all have talked and gotten along We also agree, it's not our fault, what you did was wrong How could you love one and not the rest We wanted a father to love us, but you treated us like pest Damon Latrell Taylor