Lost Soul
By Peter Louissaint
A young black boy falls victim
To the system
At 11 years old
They say counselling will change his mind frame, but yet his heart is cold
It’s not because of the fact this his mother died when he was 9
Or that by the age of 14 he indulged himself in a life of crime
It’s not because of those things
Or because of the fact that he hates to lose, but loves to win
It’s because his soul is lost
It left his body the day he was born, so now he must pay the cost
His heart is cold
But will it get warmer as he gets old?
Yes? No? Maybe so?
Why don’t you see him in about 20 years or so
And then you’ll see how his life turned out
Is he still committing crimes? Or did he go that positive route?
Did his soul come back? Or is it still floating in nether-nether land?
Cuz that’s the most essential part in being a man!
Copyright © 2002 Peter Louissaint
Inner Peace
By Peter Louissaint
There is a war going on within me that’s tearing me apart
And deep within my soul is where it has left its mark
It’s a clash of Good and Evil and my conscience is the battlefield
War wounds on my mind, body, and soul
So now I know
This battle’s real
I find myself, at times, uncertain which side I’m ridin’ on
Which, in fact, is why my heart is torn
Not a day goes by that I not hope for a cease fire
Little voices in my head telling me
That, “That can never be!”
But I will never listen to them liars
Before I let my self-conscience become another casualty of war
Victory! And Triumph! Are the only things I’m striving for
So now I look to GOD and seek refuge
Cuz to all these demons, I’ll be damned if I lose
And even with a moral center that’s gone AWOL
I must find the courage and motivation within myself to stand tall
And keep moving on
Cuz although I keep doing wrong
With all intentions to strive
To do right
This war is still going on
Now battles may be won, but who will win this war?
Who knows
What the future holds?
Cuz only time will tell
Whether I will succeed or fail
Nevertheless, this I know for sure
My body is like a prisoner yearning to be released
Cuz once that’s complete
Only then will I find my inner peace.
Survivor’s Creed
By Peter Louissaint
I am a Survivor!
Now and forever!
I am built to strive, built to struggle, to persevere and to overcome
ALL obstacles which has been set before me
I will triumph over all adversity
With wholehearted devotion I shall succeed!
Dedicated! Until I achieve my due victory
Through my trials and tribulations
With pure determination
I will prevail!
For I am a survivor! I refuse to fail!
My attitude towards life remains optimistic
No matter how many times I’m faced with a new hardship
If I slip and fall, I get back up and try again
I must never give up until I reach my goal, which is to win!
No matter how high the odds are stacked against me
I find within my soul what it takes to break free
So as I journey through a life which seems to be designed for me to fail
My dignity! And my soul! I will never sell!
Cuz even through it all still I must rise
For I am a survivor, I WILL SURVIVE!
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My name is Peter Louissaint. I am 34 years young. I was born and raised in Brooklyn, New York by first generation Creole/West Indian (Haitian) immigrants. After my mother passed away from complications of diabetes, when I was 9 years old, I spent the majority of my adolescent years in and out of trouble, because I found it hard to cope with her death. After overcoming the many perils and hardships of my youth, I decided to move to Virginia in 2007 when I was 22 with all hopes and intentions of starting my life anew. However, unfortunately, I had lost everyone who was dear to me early on in my life, thus having to fend for myself with no support system. I was misled by the lures of the streets. Which inevitably led me to make a very costly mistake, which I truly regret to this day. And consequently, I became another unfortunate statistic.
Upon entering this bias and unjust judicial system of the Commonwealth of Virginia, I was subsequently railroaded. I am currently working on my post-conviction relief and Lord willing, I hope to be granted some form of clemency soon, so that I can return to society and make something constructive of my life. For all hope is not lost. I just have to remain optimistic and positive and be patient and stay focussed and keep hope alive!
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