Do not take me as the ideal person and
Do not put me on a pedestal because
I’m able to break your heart
Think of me as a human being
Capable of committing errors and I do
Then when you’re offended by my rude and
Negligent actions you won’t be surprised
I’m sensitive like you
I have good days, I have bad ones
I can feel down just as you would,
Depression follows thereafter
I can be very offensive
But the vapor of my affection
Could melt a frozen soul
Written in 1999
MBM-Tine Brice
Published by Tine
Although I've given myself the pen name Tine Brice, I was born Martine B. Montas in the downtown area of Port-au-Prince, Haïti in February of 1967. I'm a struggling servant of God, prayer warrior, parent, teacher, writer. According to my sons, I'm a role model, an inspiration, a matriarch, an old soul living the legacy. I yearn to be bold enough to publish my first book, to connect with the world on a different level, so as to touch lives through poetry. I seek to comfort hearts that feel alone to lead them to understand that in this world we are all connected! We are one BREATH!
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